Even though he was appalled by the idea, Miao Yi still helped him carry the remaining four cripples.
As soon as he entered the Fort Master's living quarters, Miao Yi dumped the four people to the side. He then turned to find Yan Beihong frowning at him with a strange glint in his eyes. Miao Yi had no idea what was going on in his mind.
Miao Yi was no fool. He knew that something was off about Yan Beihong and had been feeling worried about him this whole time. Seeing the light in his eyes now, Miao Yi couldn't help feeling a little wary inside.
"Little Brother, I just tried using my arts to dispel the cold Yin energy inside their bodies, but the speed is much too slow. By the time I completely get rid of the cold Yin energy inside them, I'm afraid they will already be dead. I won't be able to use them then. That's why I hope you can help me one more time!" Yan Beihong said in a grave tone.
