The man in white stared at his phone for a while, then slowly looked at Feng Liyan.
He tried to recall, seemingly hearing Feng Liyan’s voice before he completely lost consciousness, and Feng Liyan used a particularly unkind way to try waking him up.
The man in white also rembered Liyan’s overreaction when he ntioned it was Third Young Master who saved him...
Could it be...
"Wait, was it you who saved back then...?"
The man in white felt this was simply impossible; Feng Liyan didn’t know where he was, let alone that he was in trouble, how could he possibly save him, and so tily at that.
Moreover, there were at least a dozen people chasing him back then, even if Feng Liyan were as strong as a demon with three heads and six arms, it wouldn’t have been possible to rescue him.
"Turns out it was just ddling in others’ affairs." Feng Liyan said through gritted teeth.
"Was it really you who saved ?" The man in white widened his eyes in disbelief.
"..." Feng Liyan ignored him.
"No, but how did you know I was in danger? How did you know where I was? How did you get there so tily? There were so many people back then, how did you get out?" The man in white asked several burning questions.
"I have natural intuition. My eyelids kept twitching today, so I knew you were in danger early on and hurried over, alright?!"
Actually, the blood-red "tonic dicine" Feng Liyan had forced down the man in white’s throat earlier, was refined from his own essential and heart blood.
The person who consus this spirit pill can sense any life-threatening danger, no matter how far apart.
This pill was initially made for Wen Xiao’ai, but she was unwilling to consu these "dicines with unknown effects."
After hearing about the dication’s efficacy, she was even more unwilling to take it, asserting she could handle the danger even if it arose, and didn’t want to constantly burden him.
Wen Xiao’ai refused to eat it, and Feng Liyan couldn’t force her to.
At that ti, Wen Xiao’ai was always obediently staying within the Demon Realm, not wandering, so Feng Liyan wasn’t so heightened in safety awareness.
And refining this pill was no easy feat, using his precious essential and heart blood, Feng Liyan couldn’t bear to leave it aside, so he always carried it with him.
He never thought there’d co a day when he’d give it to the man in white to consu.
He was truly grateful for having given it to him, otherwise, he’d have to go to the Netherworld to find him now.
"Intuition?" Well, the man in white reluctantly accepted this.
"What about the people who were chasing ?"
"I’m saying you’ve lost too much blood and need to rest, aren’t you listening? Shut your eyes and rest imdiately."
"I... wait, hang on."
The man in white still felt sothing was off, he thought carefully and suddenly rembered.
He quickly grabbed the phone next to his pillow and checked the ti.
21:00.
How did Feng Liyan bring him back to Capital City from overseas within an hour, and treat his wounds as well?
Even a helicopter wouldn’t be so fast.
Can anyone explain how exactly he got back?
"If you dare say one more word, I’ll rip out your tongue." This matter, Feng Liyan really didn’t know how to explain it to him.
"..."
For the next minute, the man in white remained silent.
Feng Liyan thought he had frightened him, sneaking a few glances, but saw the man in white staring at him, unsure if he was actually staring, but that’s how it felt.
"Thanks."
Suddenly, the man in white spoke.
Feng Liyan was taken aback, then lifted his eyes to look at him, knowing full well what the man in white ant, yet still couldn’t resist responding irritably: "Thanks for what?"
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