"Thank you, young brother."
After regaining his senses, the white-haired man looked at Ling Chen immediately, cupped his hand in a gesture of thanks.
"No need to be polite, senior, I did it for self-preservation."
Ling Chen chuckled dryly. It was he who should thank the other person; if the white-haired man hadn't retained a shred of will, Ling Chen might already be a corpse lying here.
"Senior should be well now, right? Hehe, congratulations." Ling Chen cupped his hands to the white-haired man and said with a smile.
"You are mistaken."
The white-haired man shook his head, "It is the evil energy that has kept this body going until now. Now that the evil energy has been completely cleared, it means that this body won't last for much longer."
"Is that so?"
Ling Chen showed a look of surprise but then understood, the white-haired man had already perished a thousand years ago; a dead person couldn't possibly have a chance of resurrection.
