"Fellow Daoist's eyes are as sharp as torches; you actually noticed that my little girl was unwell? While we were fleeing, my old enemy struck her once with his unique secret technique. Although I blocked most of the attack, a portion still landed on her. Fellow Daoist's Divine Skills are vast, since you can see the problem on her body, I wonder if there is any way to cure my little girl." The Human-faced Flood Dragon could no longer care about anything else and spoke in a hurry.
"Did Fellow Daoist not attempt to treat her yourself?" Han Li countered with a question.
"That old enemy's unique secret technique was originally something that directly restrains the Divine Skills of one such as myself. If I were to make a move, my little girl's condition would instead grow even worse. If Fellow Daoist is willing to lend a hand, I, Tu, will be grateful to you for the rest of my life." Tu Yao said with a bitter smile.
