The appearance of the old man surnamed Ding made everyone present pause briefly, but no one stopped him. The old man bore the mark of the Quefu tribe.
Everyone had noticed the female cultivator lying unconscious long ago; they simply did not know who she was. Now that they heard the old man cry out in alarm, they naturally understood her identity. She was most likely a junior of his tribe who had come to Black Pine City to take the test.
When he saw the old man surnamed Ding appear before him, Qin Fengming also felt relieved. He did not stop him and directly had Fang Liang deliver the female cultivator to the old man.
Seeing the female cultivator lying flat as she slowly flew before him, the old man surnamed Ding looked tense. He hurriedly reached out with both hands and caught her.
The old man lowered his head and glanced at the female cultivator, and his expression changed again.
"Senior Qin, how did Ziruo end up like this?" the old man asked again. He raised his head to look at Qin Fengming, his expression filled with anxiety.
"What happened to Miss Ding is something this Qin does not know. However, the meridians in her body are extremely strange, and she may be in danger of dying. Fellow Daoist Ding, you would do well to seek treatment from a skilled healer of your tribe." Qin Fengming remained unhurried, showing no unusual reaction despite being surrounded by formidable enemies.
After hearing the old man's words, he calmly spoke.
Although he did not know what had happened to Ding Ziruo, the old man surnamed Ding understood that the young cultivator before him was not lying to him. Moreover, his junior's current condition had not been caused by the young man