The grass seemed no different from the wild grass growing by the roadside, but the man in white quickly walked to Qing You's side, gently lifted him, then crushed the grass seeds, releasing a green liquid, which he carefully dripped into Qing You's mouth.
Having done all this, the man in white laid Qing You down again, looking down at him from above.
Qing You's complexion remained ghastly, and the man in white did not relax his furrowed brows.
Yet his gaze stayed fixed on Qing You, and after a moment of silence, the man in white murmured, "If this can't save you, don't blame me. Who asked you to venture into the Magic Forest and even dare to go to the Northern Peak? Isn't that seeking death?"
Qing You's injuries seemed to only be possible in the Magic Forest Northern Peak; otherwise, the man in white wouldn't have guessed so quickly that Qing You had been there.
