This was an inn, he looked up at the ceiling, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone's silhouette beside him.
"If you're able to walk, leave as soon as you can."
A voice suddenly rang out from nearby.
Liu Changfeng remembered it clearly. It was the voice of the young man he had encountered in the trees earlier today.
It seemed he hadn't come to the wrong place.
"Brother Xu," he chuckled lightly.
The smile stretched his facial muscles, causing him such pain that he grimaced.
He began to slowly gather his own spiritual energy, using it to heal his wounds.
As for the injuries to his True Fate, they could not be healed in a short amount of time, so he had to put them aside for now.
About fifteen minutes later, Liu Changfeng opened his eyes.
His eyes seemed to have vertical pupils as he let out a long breath of white air.
At this moment, he was able to move his body simply.
He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Xu Zimei.
