"So, it was he, that enormous figure. But why does this young man in white want to help us repeatedly? To use us against the Nine-Headed Insect?" Shen Luo couldn't help but secretly speculate, but immediately stopped his train of thought.
Regardless, the young man in white had saved his life, and even if he might have other motives, Shen Luo shouldn't judge his savior so selfishly.
"Thank you, Elder," Shen Luo sincerely expressed his gratitude.
The young man in white waved his hand, signaling Shen Luo to back away.
Shen Luo did not disobey, retreating to a distance with Wu Man'er and took out a healing pill to swallow, starting the process of refining it with mana.
Given the situation, a great battle was inevitably forthcoming, and he needed to recover as quickly as possible.
The pill soon dissolved, but Shen Luo's wounds were riddled with cold, demonic qi, greatly hindering the pill's effectiveness.
