"Elder Qi, be careful!"
"Elder Qi, let me help you!"
Zhao Xu and Gu Hui hurriedly reached out to support him, still holding onto Qi Xie on either side.
"Getting old, my body isn't what it was, and my eyes have blurred; I can't see people clearly. I need to take a good look at Second Leader Cui."
Qi Xie's expression softened into a smile. With that smile, thousands of deep wrinkles appeared on his aged face, resembling ancient ravines.
"Elder Qi, we'll support you!"
Zhao Xu and Gu Hui helped Qi Xie walk toward Cui Yan.
Cui Yan felt an inexplicable pang of guilt and instinctively stepped back, but after glancing at the aged Elder Qi, his courage momentarily swelled.
He thought he was being overly cautious; an old man who had lost the God's Tablet, with only one of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits remaining, could barely walk. What was there to fear?
"So you are Leader Cui!"
