This was an inn. He looked up at the ceiling, catching sight of a figure beside him from the corner of his eye.
"If you can walk, leave early."
A voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Liu Changfeng remembered clearly that it was the Young Man he had encountered in the tree today.
It seemed he had not come to the wrong place.
"Brother Xu," he chuckled.
The smile tugged at the muscles in his face, making him grimace in pain.
He began gathering his spiritual energy bit by bit, using it to heal his injuries.
As for the injury to his True Fate, that was not something that could recover in a short while. It could only be set aside for now.
About ten minutes later, Liu Changfeng opened his eyes.
His pupils seemed to stand erect as he slowly exhaled a breath of white mist.
At this point, he could already move his body a little.
He hurriedly rose to his feet and gave Xu Zimo a deep bow.
He said sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Xu, for saving my life."
"I wasn't trying to save you. I just didn't want the trouble of you dying here," Xu Zimo said flatly.
"No matter what, Changfeng will remember this life-saving grace in his heart," Liu Changfeng replied solemnly.
"How did you find me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I could smell Brother Xu's scent. I followed it here."
Liu Changfeng replied.
"You really are bold. Aren't you afraid I'll hand you over to the City Lord?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I am afraid, but in this city, Brother Xu is the only person I know."
Liu Changfeng replied, "So I could only take a chance. Fortunately, I didn't misjudge you."
"Enough with the sentimental nonsense. We aren't that close.
"I was merely too lazy