The elders from the second floor inquired about the situation, but Shi Xiaole did not clearly state his intentions, so they reluctantly left.
Not long after, Meng Qi walked in, saying, "Young Master, we have invited the Taoist who assisted us."
Awakening from his grief, he naturally wanted to meet his saviors. Shi Xiaole glanced at the beautiful lady who was taking care of Su Yanru diligently and promptly went out with Meng Qi.
"Are you Young Hero Shi?"
Lian Chen was somewhat astonished.
He had been in seclusion and missed the grand tournament of heroes. He hadn't expected that such a young genius had indeed emerged from Qingxue State.
"Thank you, Taoist, for your life-saving grace."
Shi Xiaole bowed his head in salutation, his expression sincere.
Without him, both he and his aunt would not be alive. As for the gratitude he would express later, there was no need to say it out loud. Just remembering it in his heart was enough.
"May I ask, Taoist, how is that man?"