"Mr. Tang Chen? Mr. Tang Chen?"
In his daze, Tang Chen seemed to hear someone calling him, but his body was far too exhausted. He could only force his eyes open a sliver.
"Who..."
"Water?"
The person calling him seemed to have misheard, thinking he wanted a drink.
Then, a stream of cool, faintly sweet water flowed into his mouth.
The technique was quite practiced. This person was probably good at taking care of others.
"Who..."
"More water?"
This time, Tang Chen heard more clearly. That voice was familiar, as though he had heard it somewhere before.
But his mind was still a muddle, and even his barely opened eyes could no longer hold on. They wanted to close again.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Tang Chen opened his eyes once more. The sky had already darkened, and he was in a forest.
"Awake?"
The familiar voice came from overhead. Tang Chen looked up and saw Danheng sitting in a tree, looking down at him.
"Sir."
Tang Chen moved, trying to stand, but his entire body was in complete disarray.
Having lost the protection of that power within Slaughter City, Tang Chen's bodily functions had rapidly deteriorated. He now looked no different from an ordinary old man.
"Don't move yet. Your bodily functions have declined too quickly. What I did earlier only stabilized you for the time being."
Danheng was exhausted too. After bringing Tang Chen out of Slaughter City, the man had rapidly aged, and his bodily functions had nearly collapsed.
With a mind to help someone all the way, Danheng stabilized Tang Chen's condition. After all, he was still counting on the man to lead him to the Clear Sky Sect.
He could have fought his way in, but wouldn't that go somewhat against his