บท 175: Chapter 175 Prince Charming

Duan Pengcheng and his son Duan Yanqing heard the sharp intake of breath and felt as though their hearts had been pricked by a needle, they knew that something serious had happened.

The old sage retracted his hand, looked deeply at the unconscious Duan Yanran, stood up, left the bedroom, and Duan Pengcheng followed closely with his son, closing the door behind them before heading to the living room.

"How is it?" Duan Pengcheng asked in a hushed voice, although he had a faint idea of the outcome, he still held onto a sliver of hope, hoping it was not too serious, especially as time was running out.

"Three layers, only three layers of blood are left, the other seven layers are all normal blood," the old sage shook his head in response, now the situation had become quite serious.