Upon seeing this, Yu Mingxiang exclaimed: "!!!"

I was so scared that my liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

"Old Yuan!"

She exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to check on Old Yuan, "Old Yuan! Yuan Tiansuo, don't scare me!"

"If anything happens to you, how am I supposed to explain it to Mei Fang when I get back?"

"you……"

Yu Mingxiang's terrified voice suddenly caught in her throat.

She stared in disbelief at Old Yuan, whose eyes were tightly closed, and reached out again to check his breath and the artery in his neck. Finally…

The fingertip stopped on the pulse on Lao Yuan's wrist.

Yu Mingxiang: "!!!"

Feeling the pulsation coming from my fingertips.

The pulse was steady and powerful.

Where is there even a hint of a look of someone about to die peacefully?

He was clearly asleep!

Yu Mingxiang: ...

Enraged, he couldn't help but slap Lao Yuan's arm.

"Damn it! You scared the hell out of me!"

For a fleeting moment just now.

The moment she heard Lao Yuan say she could die in peace, she…

I really thought Lao Yuan was going to die!

result……

The result was good.

That guy was just asleep!

He's asleep but says he's going to die, that old Yuan...

They're really going further and further down the path of life and death out of thin air!

The next day.

Upon hearing the news that Lao Yuan and Qiu Jin were seriously injured, Gu Guanhai couldn't resist and secretly rushed back to visit them.

But when he returned, Old Yuan was leaning against the hospital bed, drinking chicken soup.

Qiu Jin and Ling Feng have also woken up. Their external injuries are more severe than Lao Yuan's. They are still unable to move and are lying on the hospital bed with their heads tilted to the side, being fed chicken soup.

Upon seeing Gu Guanhai enter, Lao Yuan and the others greeted him warmly:

"Chicken soup, skimmed of oil, would you like some?"

"You're not going to drink? Fine, then don't. Why are you glaring at us?"

"We've done a really great job this time!"

"..."

As they talked, the group got excited and each of them recounted their heroic deeds.

What about defeating them one by one, or dividing forces to lure the enemy into a trap...?

What about consolidating fragments into a single, decisive blow...?

Old Yuan looked smug.

"Old Gu, let me tell you, I used my magic and the tactics you taught me to their fullest potential this time!"

"Fifty years! No! One hundred years!"

"I guarantee that within a hundred years, no foreign mystical forces will dare to offend my Xia Kingdom again!"

"Hahaha……"

Gu Guanhai: "!!!"

Looking at Old Yuan, who was lying on the hospital bed grimacing in pain from laughing, and Qiu Jin, who was groaning and wincing in pain from excitement, he was speechless.

He wanted to give Lao Yuan and the others a good scolding, but...

As someone who personally experienced those humiliating histories, he understood the frustration and helplessness better than anyone else, and longed for this day to come more than anyone else.

Those tombs of their family that were dug up, disturbing their ancestors...

The antiques they stole, and the mountains and rivers that were dug up and blown up...

Those natural and man-made disasters caused by the invasion of metaphysical forces from other countries...

Those humiliations and resentments they endured, swallowing their pride and blood, yet unable to speak of them, indescribable and ineffable...

Did you finally get it back?

Fifty years, a hundred years...

What does that mean?

Gu Guanhai: "!!!"

The hand hidden under the sleeve tightened again and again.

Finally, he simply said, "Well done! I'll recommend you for credit as soon as we get home! I'll recommend you for a great credit!"