When Han Yu woke up again, he was faced with twelve strange faces.
They looked at Han Yu with an expression that was uniformly indescribable.
Being able to survive under such circumstances, they're not fools and can naturally guess a few things, especially since Han Yu returned unconscious.
It must be someone who intervened, this being their territory, the one who acted is even less of a mystery.
"Who just saved me?"
When Han Yu covered his face and crawled up, he felt as if his entire face was numb.
As a result, the group of people fell silent upon hearing his words, their expressions bizarre.
After Han Yu persistently asked a few more times, the old man finally spoke up helplessly.
"It was such a trivial matter, there's no need to thank us."
Thank?
Damn it, they slapped me into this state, is this how one saves a life?
"Don't court death, the one who acted can definitely crush you."
The Artifact Spirit, fearing Han Yu would say something reckless, hurriedly intervened.
