Hearing Feng Yongqing's words, Zhou Yan and the others respectfully bowed toward the direction of the Imperial Capital.
The three Longevity Elixirs sent by the Imperial Capital had not only saved them, but also saved him. Otherwise, he might have lived with guilt for the rest of his life.
Seeing this, Feng Yongqing smiled. Those words naturally had not come from the Emperor. Perhaps the Emperor did not care about such things, but he could not help but put in a good word for him.
As time passed, an hour later, everyone stood outside the base, silently waiting as they watched a spaceship rapidly approach through the sky.
The wind and snow carried by the spaceship swept over them. After it landed, everyone walked over.
"Hiss!"
After the spaceship door opened, a squad of people dressed in dark star-patterned uniforms emerged. Seeing this, Feng Yongqing hurriedly walked over with a smile.
"Greetings, Lord Xin!"
"Greetings, Lord Xin!"
Xin Wushuang nodded and said indifferently, "Our main task this time is to escort the Longevity Elixir. Take us to the wounded."
Seeing Xin Wushuang's cold demeanor, everyone was already used to it. The people from the Imperial Empire's Brocade-Clad Guard organization were all like this—every one of them wore an expressionless face, and their voices were cold enough to freeze a person to death.
Next, Feng Yongqing brought Xin Wushuang to the three injured people. At that moment, Xiao Feng and the other two were lying on the beds, unable to move.
Xin Wushuang looked at the terrifying wounds on their backs, his eyes showing no ripple. He waved his hand and had his subordinates inject the Longevity Elixir into the three of them.
As the Longevity Elixir was injected into their bodies and its medicinal effects took hold, the hideous wounds