The three men immediately rushed to the side of Xu Hanji, who was like a sleeping beauty, and worriedly tried to call out to her.
"The Young Miss is fine."
Lin Changheng stood up. Seeing their questioning gazes, he recited the story he had prepared in his mind.
"That remnant of the Chen Family dared to harbor such malicious intent toward Hanji? To be so ruthless?"
Xu Qianzhan's single eye was terrifying. He narrowed it, his killing intent overflowing. "A festering sore that clings to the bone. Next time I run into him, I won't let him get away. I'll tear him limb from limb!"
Xu Xuhe, however, immediately crouched down and took his daughter's hand, using his Magical Power to check her condition. After confirming his daughter had no lasting harm aside from her Magical Combat injuries, he stood up and said to Lin Changheng in a solemn voice, "Thank you, Alchemist Lin, for saving my daughter. My daughter and I will be sure to reward you handsomely!"
