Perhaps in Song Muhua's eyes, he already owed Huo Hai far too much. Now that he had heard Huo Hai wanted to treat him, his heart brimmed with excitement and gratitude. "You said you can treat the injuries on my body?" Song Muhua's face was full of shock.
Having come to the Heavenly Soul Domain so long ago, Song Muhua was no longer the clueless newcomer he had once been. In the Heavenly Soul Domain, methods capable of healing Spirit Veins on a large scale were not something ordinary people could obtain. Yet Huo Hai now claimed he could help treat him. It was truly unbelievable. When had Huo Hai learned such things?
Huo Hai nodded. "That's right. I only found it by a fortunate coincidence, in a ruin within the Heavenly Soul Domain. Don't worry. With my current strength, I can restore all the Spirit Veins in your body in a few days at most. After that, it will depend on you."
Song Muhua did not argue. "Then I'll have to trouble you. I owe you more and more." His voice was calm. He owed too much already, and Song Muhua no longer knew how he could possibly repay it. There was no point in merely saying such things aloud.
Huo Hai smiled faintly. "What are you talking about? Do we need to say such things between us? Back at the Drifting Flower Pavilion, didn't you save our lives too?" In Huo Hai's heart, Song Muhua had forcibly broken through back then and saved his life along with Biya's and the others'. That was a towering debt of gratitude. Huo Hai merely wanted to find a chance to repay it.
"Alright, enough talk. I'm starting." Huo Hai walked behind Song Muhua and tapped him several times in an instant.