A flash of white light swept across.
At the same time, in front of Li Changcun, a figure appeared.
The all-encompassing attacks, before they could land on Li Changcun, were all intercepted by this figure.
Amid the ferocious attacks, the figure in the white robe retreated a few steps, and ultimately steadied himself in the void.
And yet, the combined attacks of more than a dozen people were fully absorbed by him alone.
Wiping the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, Li Chen turned his head slightly, looked at the small old man behind him whom he should have called Dad but never did, and smiled: "You heal first, leave this to me."
Li Changcun looked at Li Chen, furrowing his brows.
"But..."
"I said, leave it to me." Li Chen repeated, "Old man, don't forget, you're no longer my match, do I have to knock you out to make you behave?"
Li Changcun's brows knitted, but eventually, they relaxed, and he gently exhaled: "Be careful."
