While speaking, Greg Jensen immediately circulated Spiritual Energy in the palm of his hand, helping the fox ease the bruising, invigorate the blood and meridians, and then fed him two stalks of Fuxi Grass for nourishment.
Visibly, his injuries gradually improved, broken bones rapidly healed, and his feeble breath became much fuller than before. Though not completely healed, basic movement was definitely not a problem anymore.
"Many thanks, Dragon King!"
The fox expressed his gratitude, got up, and immediately pointed towards a tunnel entrance not far away, saying,
"Our people are all locked up in there! During the daytime, they drag one of us away to be killed every ten minutes, and only at night can we all find a moment of peace."
Following the direction of his pointing, Greg Jensen saw many emaciated and disheveled figures in the prison, similar to the fox's condition, covered in wounds of all sizes, reduced to skin and bones.
"You have all suffered greatly!"
