"Young Master Xie, you are truly my benefactor!"
Deng Chicheng was the first to step forward, "Thank you, benefactor, for saving my life, thank you for your blessing!"
His knees weakened, and he was about to perform a kowtow.
Xie Xuanyi flicked his finger and sent a wisp of Primordial Energy to hold him up.
"There's no need for such ceremony—"
Xie Xuanyi shook his head and said, "Instead of thanking me, you should be grateful to yourself for having such a good daughter."
Although his knees were held up, Deng Chicheng still performed a kowtow in the air.
Xie Xuanyi hadn't expected this turn of events, and he sighed softly in his heart.
Deng Chicheng only managed one kowtow before feeling a surge of force, preventing him from bowing a second time no matter how hard he tried.
He looked at Xie Zhen with a complex expression.
He was genuinely grateful to the young man.
As the matter of Yuzhu Town was something Xie Zhen preferred not to speak about, he didn't mention a word.
