He was so cold and wanted to sleep.
As soon as he finished speaking, he used the last bit of strength in his body to take out a silver hairpin that had been dyed red by blood. He handed it to Shen Yijia with trembling hands.
"Take this… it'll take revenge… on my behalf."
Shen Yijia took the silver hairpin and held it tightly in her hand without saying anything. She picked up a small handful of mud with her fingers without anyone seeing.
The soil deep in the mountains was moist. She easily rubbed the soil into a circle and forced out a drop of spiritual liquid to soak the mud ball.
She pretended to dig into her pocket and stuffed the mud ball into Bruiser's mouth. "There's still time. You still remember Father An, right? He recovered after eating this."
"This time, I went to Xunyang and met that otherworldly expert again. He said that our fates were intertwined and gave me another pill, so you'll recover soon."
