Duan Rong's brows furrowed slightly, he hadn't dispersed his skill yet when his divine sense suddenly released.
The divine sense swept through the door and courtyard, immediately detecting the presence outside.
Xiao Zongting stood outside carrying a person drenched in blood and filth...
Duan Rong immediately dispersed his skill, shook his foot to dislodge a small hedgehog from it, and quickly walked over to open the door.
"Elder Xiao! This is..."
Duan Rong looked at the person covered in blood and filth behind Xiao Zongting, emitting a foul stench, his eyes full of perplexity.
"Don't just stand there, lend a hand!" Xiao Zongting said.
Upon hearing this, Duan Rong quickly took over the person.
"Put him in the pavilion first! Use clean water to wash his wounds."
Xiao Zongting instructed loudly without even stepping in, glancing at the pavilion inside the courtyard before turning away.
