"Su Tian! What's wrong with you?"
Seeing the sudden change in Su Tian, Hai Bodong and Qing Mu both paled. Hai Bodong hurried forward and supported Su Tian's trembling body.
Qing Mu was equally anxious, his gaze filled with what seemed to be heartfelt concern.
Neither Hai Bodong nor Qing Mu had any attention to spare for the Mo Clan elder at that moment. With Qing Mu's soul power keeping him under control, they did not have to worry about him causing any trouble.
After all, the Mo Clan elder was only a Da Dou Shi. His strength hardly amounted to anything before Hai Bodong and Qing Mu.
"I... I'm fine... don't worry..."
Seeing Hai Bodong and Qing Mu approach and hearing the concern in their voices, Su Tian endured the heart-piercing pain surging from his eyes and forced an ugly smile.
Su Tian drew a deep breath and clutched his head with both hands, squeezing his words out through clenched teeth.
"I practiced a Dou Technique earlier. Something seems to have suddenly gone wrong."
"Then why don't we abandon this operation for now? Once you've recovered, we can prepare again. Otherwise, in your current condition, you could easily end up in danger."
Hearing Su Tian's explanation, Hai Bodong frowned and spoke gravely, a hint of reproach in his voice.
To Hai Bodong, the little girl called Qing Lin was clearly nowhere near as important as Su Tian.
Whether for the Purple Spirit Recovery Pill Su Tian had promised, which would restore Hai Bodong's strength, or for the friendship of a Sixth-Rank Alchemist, Hai Bodong could not stand by and watch Su Tian fall into danger.
With that, Hai Bodong reached out, intending to forcibly take Su Tian safely out of the Mo Clan.
But just as Hai Bodong was