The nearby Grandmasters were deeply moved.
To have such a big brother, what more could one ask for in life.
To sacrifice one's own Qi Blood, such a sincere feeling.
"Divine Elder, it's a critical moment now, you should focus on your own injuries."
"That's right, Divine Elder, since Elder Mo Kai is willing to help heal you, you should send City Lord Heiye to fetch the Spirit Medicine."
"Divine Elder, you've been injured for so long, it's not right, we feel sorry for you too!"
Suddenly, the overwhelming flattery enveloped the vicinity of Cang Ji, this filthy and sycophantic air made Cang Ji want to vomit.
Are they all idiots!
Feel sorry for what.
Can't they see Mo Kai is scheming against me?
And you're still helping him?
Cang Ji's face turned even greener with anger.
"Divine Elder, I also suggest you focus on healing first!"
Seeing Cang Ji's worsening complexion, Heiye sincerely advised.
The Spirit Medicine is just an external thing; life is what matters.
