At this point, the old man grew somewhat impatient.
There was no treasure, and Xu Zimo was so badly injured that saving him would be a waste anyway. He left in irritation.
The others followed behind him and left as well.
After all, no one wanted to bother with such a huge nuisance.
Only the burly young man remained. He grinned foolishly and said, "Fish, the clan chief just speaks bluntly. Don't take it to heart."
"I know, Brother Shi Tou," Meng Yuqing said.
"I just think that a life is a life. If we hadn't run into him, then fine.
"But since we did, saving him is just a small effort.
"The people in the clan are too cold-hearted."
"Our Celestial Human Clan has lived in seclusion here. We were naturally wary of outsiders," the young man, He Shi Tou, said with a smile.
"How about this? I'll carry him back.
"It isn't convenient at your home with your uncle and aunt, so let him stay at mine for now.
"I'll take care of him for a while.
"Whether he lives or dies will depend on his own fate.
"Anyway, I don't have the money to hire a physician for him. As long as he gets three meals a day and doesn't starve to death, that will be enough."
Meng Yuqing nodded.
After all, their own lives were not much better. They could only do their best to save him.
"Brother Shi Tou, take him back first.
"I'll look for some medicinal yams and see whether there are any herbs that can heal his injuries," Meng Yuqing said.
"If I can sell them for money, I'll give you some."
"What would I want your money for?" He Shi Tou replied, so startled that he took a step back.
"You