Shi Jingfeng's lips were moving at this moment, saying something.
"Brother Shi!" Zhou Xun quickly leaned in.
"Zhou... Brother... Wanying... take Wanying... as... my disciple!"
The voice was intermittent, but Zhou Xun understood Shi Jingfeng's intent.
He knew his injuries were severe, and survival was impossible; the only thing he couldn't let go of was his wife and daughter.
If he were to pass away, Shi Wanying and her mother would be left with no support.
"Shi... I... will repay... in the next life!" The voice grew weaker, eyes pleading.
Zhou Xun heard this and nodded solemnly!
"Brother Shi, don't worry, I will take Wanying as my disciple!"
Shi Jingfeng heard these words, showing a relieved expression, then turned his head towards the door, staring straight ahead.
It seemed he wanted to see something.
He stared intently, his vision growing increasingly blurred.
Finally, in the faint distance, he saw two shadows, one large and one small, appear in his dim sight.
