Outside the large infirmary at Woodheart Pet Beast Base.
Su Ping frowned slightly.
Woodheart had only just been connected to Yuntian Resort, and already something like this had happened.
Guan Qianshan's face was even redder as he snapped at a sweet-looking girl in glasses:
"I told you not to go near the Spirit Creek River. Why wouldn't you listen?"
Su Ping glanced at the girl, whose eyes were red and whose tears were falling like little golden beads, then at the other boys and girls his age standing helplessly beside her. He shook his head resignedly before turning to the Beast Tamer with the healing pet beast.
The latter immediately understood and hurriedly said:
"Boss, the Beast Tamer is all right. There's just some water in his lungs. Once he coughs it out and rests a little, he'll be fine. But the Backstone Turtle isn't doing so well. There's an injury on its neck, and its shell is cracked in places. Even after treatment, it'll probably need a long time to recover."
Su Ping nodded.
That was a relief.
Fortunately, they had found him quickly and treated him in time. No one should die. Otherwise, although it would have had nothing to do with Su Ping and certainly would not have affected Woodheart's operations, it would still have reflected badly on them.
Only then did Su Ping look at the boys and girls standing there like elementary schoolers being scolded, stopping Guan Qianshan's reprimands:
"Tell me. What exactly happened?"
Clearly, they had all heard how the healing Beast Tamer had addressed him and seen Old Guan's attitude toward him.
They obviously had never imagined that this young fellow, who looked to be their own age, was actually the owner.
Before the fair-skinned Guan Lili in her glasses could speak, another