The deafening crash made everyone nearby instinctively turn to look. Among them was an elderly couple, watching as the girl who had
fallen from the plane
the two old people exchanged a glance, each seeing a complicated look in the other's eyes.
The old man was probably around seventy, though he looked younger. His wife wasn't much different in age. They were certainly an old married couple.
The old man glanced at the girl, who had hit the ground and rolled several meters before coming to a stop. A flicker of concern crossed his mind.
"Dear, wait here for a moment."
"Mm... Go on."
The old man nodded and strode over with a serious expression. Though he looked quite old, his legs were nimble. He walked over the gravel-strewn ground as if it were flat. It was clear that despite his age, he was an evolved being—or perhaps even a one-star mutant who had regressed from being a mutant.
He quickly reached the spot where Fang Juan had fallen. Although Fang Juan had originally been a mutant, after regressing, she was only at one-star strength. Falling from a height of more than ten meters had still left her in a bad way.
Her left leg was clearly broken and twisted.
Fang Juan didn't know much about treating fractures. She rarely got injured, after all. The pain was so intense she couldn't get up, but the fighting in the distance was still going on. As a commander, how could she just drop out of the battle?
Fang Juan was at a loss. For a moment, she had no idea what to do. Just then, an old voice spoke up.
"Don't move yet."
As he spoke, the old man took two steps to Fang Juan's side. Under her astonished gaze, he gently