He hurriedly introduced his friend, "This Daoist Priest Fan in front of us, who saved us, is a very powerful Heavenly Master! Aren't you going to thank him for saving our lives?"
The friend named "Lan Song" came back to his senses as if waking from a trance.
He glanced at the receding Yin Energy around them.
He looked at the three unfortunate house servants who were merging into one, inhaling less and exhaling more.
Then he turned to look at his parents inside the house, who were about to take their last breath.
Sadness welled up in him for a moment.
Even though he had little understanding of the mysterious side of things, and was completely clueless about strange beings...
In this situation...
Even a fool could see that neither the three house servants nor his parents...
Could be saved!
He took a deep breath, and with a tone of sorrow mixed with earnest gratitude, he said, "The young Lan Song thanks Daoist Priest Fan for saving my life!"
After that.
