Su Chenghua almost suspected that Fan Jinghua had not slept for three days and nights. He watched helplessly as the man lifted his leg to step over the threshold, but fell heavily on the ground. He was so frightened that he rushed forward and said in horror, "Young Sect Master! How did you end up like this?"
"For the sake to resurrect Xian'er, these are necessary things that must be done." Fan Jinghua coughed weakly and stood up with Su Chenghua's help. "Xian'er is ready now. Next, I'll have to trouble Uncle Su and Auntie Su to give Xian'er a drop of your blood to wake her up."
Su Chenghua was even more confused when he saw Fan Jinghua shrug off his hand and walk into the room. He turned to look at Lady Pei behind him.
Seeing that Fan Jinghua had lit up the lights in the room, Lady Pei secretly gritted her teeth and said, "Old Master, let's go in and take a look!"
"Alright." Su Chenghua had no other choice. The couple walked through the door nervously.
