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Uncle Zulu lay on the couch, his legs severely injured, his left foot even shattered. Without external help, relying only on his own recovery, he feared he would be disabled for the rest of his life.
Seeing Sally, Zulu was very ashamed and felt utterly disgraceful, "Yanyan, am I too weak, needing a child to protect me?"
Sally held his hand and comforted him, "Of course not, it just proves that your children are here to repay their debt. Just focus on your recovery; Frost is already fine."
"I will dedicate more energy to my cultivation in the future, striving to enhance my cultivation base."
"That's fine, do whatever you want to do."
From her space ring, Sally took out a thick stack of talismans, "But sometimes, it's good to take shortcuts and borrow strength. Like me, now without any talent, I use the talismans that my children make for self-defense."
