Yan Ji had seen many similar people over the years, yet she felt a heart-wrenching sorrow when she saw this figure, perhaps because she recognized the staggering person before her as Ning Cheng.
Trailing behind the mage in tattered clothes and staggering form was a small dog that followed just as slowly. The dog was filthy all over, its fur was dry and the color indiscernible. It could barely walk but still followed the man in front.
"Such a loyal beast companion..." Xiang Zhilan clearly also saw the man and dog and remarked with a sigh.
"Sigh, this person is actually quite wealthy; even his beast companion has a storage ring. It's just that there are too many of such people in this place, the only way is..." Feng Yushan was still lamenting when he realized that Yan Ji had already dashed out.
It was then that Xiang Zhilan noticed something off about Yan Ji's expression and immediately understood; the staggering man was the mage Yan Ji had wanted to save but hadn't managed to.
