"Oh my God! Ancestor, just trust me," Xie Danqiong would've stamped his foot in anger if he hadn't been seriously injured.
Xie Zhiqiu coldly snorted. He didn't have a better option. So, he believed Xie Danqiong, and opened his aged mouth. Then, he didn't know from where a pill was precisely thrown into his mouth with a 'pop' the next moment.
[So, it was true…]
Xie Zhiqiu was startled by this. He thought, [I don't know whether it'll work or not… But, who threw it?] However, he didn't have the time to look around.
Suddenly, he felt an upsurge of heat in his almost dry Dantian. He then regained nearly half of his strength within a breath's time. And, he became pleasantly surprised as a result.
Then, he roared and rushed out. He made a violent and ferocious attack. [My strength… is entirely restored already?!]
Xie Zhiqiu's happiness-level had gone off the charts!
