Zhang Xuan'er burst into tears when she saw her grandfather wake up, unleashing all the grievances she had been holding in these past few days.
She cried out, "Grandpa."
Sobbing, she hugged him, her heart filled with overwhelming emotion.
"Silly child, why cry?"
Old Master Zhang smiled as he patted her head, and with her support, he struggled to sit up, organizing his thoughts.
He looked at Long Fei with curiosity and asked, "Who is this young man?"
Long Fei had already put away the silver needles and stood calmly to the side.
Zhang Xuan'er hastily introduced him, "Grandpa, this is Long Fei whom I've mentioned to you. On Devil Island, it was he who saved your granddaughter. And these past few days that you lay unconscious, it was also he who just cured you."
"Is that so?"
Old Master Zhang raised an eyebrow and looked at Long Fei with surprise.
He had not expected that this Practitioner mentioned by his granddaughter would be so young.
