"Well, the matter is urgent. We shall return to the Prefecture City first."
Unlike the young Lan Yanni, Pei Ze really couldn't bring himself to say the word "brother-in-law."
Naturally, Chen Yi guessed as much. He chuckled and nodded. "Thank you for your trouble."
"You're too polite..."
After Pei Ze and the others left with Yan Jingchen and the corpses, Chen Yi walked over to Zhang Dabao and his group.
He glanced over them one by one, then rapidly waved his hands, executing the Controlling Needle with Qi technique. Streaks of silver needles landed on the injured, rapidly healing their wounds.
Only Liu Lang, the most heavily injured of the bunch, remained weakly leaning against the cart wheel, his expression full of eager anticipation. To his surprise, after Chen Yi finished treating the others, he actually put the silver needles away as if he had completely forgotten about him.
