He raised his eyes and saw the lush vegetation on Ancient Pan Mountain, with numerous herbs and some Netherworld-exclusive Spiritual Medicine. These precious herbs could just be used to heal Zhao Ying'er.
He quickly sprang into action, deftly gathering some suitable herbs and began treating Zhao Ying'er's wounds.
In just a quarter of an hour, the wounds were bandaged properly, handled meticulously.
"Sister Ying'er, the hook has been removed, and I've treated you. After a few days of rest, you'll be fine." Xu Wendong displayed a confident smile on his face, secretly thinking that after doing all this, Zhao Ying'er should feel grateful towards him, right?
By then, when he and Lin Feng fought, Zhao Ying'er might even stand on his side.
However.
Xu Wendong called out twice, but saw that Zhao Ying'er still had no reaction.
He couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.
