"Are you all doing all right?"
Han Zheng glanced at the people present and thought to himself that they probably weren't too well.
Everyone present looked extremely disheveled, with Wen Jingyun and others' True Yuan almost completely depleted.
Pei Xiuyuan laughed heartily, "It was indeed perilous, but fortunately, Mr. Han, your Divine Weapon descended from the heavens and drove those demons back, sparing us from disaster.
Mr. Han, you've saved me twice now, and I, Pei Xiuyuan, have nothing to offer in return but to devote my life to you."
For someone with a narrow-minded nature like Pei Xiuyuan, saying such bold words was quite extraordinary.
The Xuanjia Guards of the Smoke Wave Prefecture and the Martial World people like Wen Jingyun unanimously said, "Thank you, Mr. Han, for saving our lives!"
Their voices were deafening and reverberated across the entire city wall, making the silent Cui Zeyuan and his Xuanjia Guards particularly conspicuous.
