"Thank you, thank you so much." Wei Yao's hands trembled as he repeatedly expressed his gratitude.
He walked to the bedside, wanting to dress the pale and haggard woman lying there in the blood-red Blood Splendor Robe.
But the drip tubes and a variety of equipment were in the way.
Wei Yao was so anxious that he became all thumbs.
I said softly, "Let's first remove these things."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Wei Yao must have trusted my words greatly, probably because he had witnessed the miraculous power of the Kin-seeking Clothes before.
Chen Decheng, on the other hand, seemed a bit uneasy as he pulled me aside, "Can this garment really save someone?"
"Yes." I nodded. I had seen with my own eyes how the Blood Splendor Robe had revived Uncle Jiang.
If Yu Longting hadn't taken off the robe prematurely, Uncle Jiang's scars on his head might have disappeared completely.
