"Your master?" Bai Wutong asked in disbelief.
Gu Zhongxun nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, this is my master's pouch. He has always carried it with him. It's definitely him!"
They had been looking for Wen Renhua for so long and finally had news of him. She hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll bring my servants and go with you!"
She quickly gathered her men and walked into the forest with their torches raised.
Xiaobai led them through a forest. They didn't go too deep before they found an unconscious man under a hundred-year-old tree.
Gu Zhongxun ran over agitatedly. "Master! Master!"
Wen Renhua, who was under the tree, was motionless. His face was pale and there was no sign of life. Gu Zhongxun hurriedly checked his injuries. The others held torches high to illuminate for him.
When she arrived in front of them, she was very surprised.
