Chen Benhong had just run over when he saw his father, Chen Yuanchuan, lying on the ground covered in blood; his complexion instantly changed.
"Dad!" Chen Benhong exclaimed, hurrying over.
Chen Yuanchuan was so severely injured, lying on the ground barely clinging to life, he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.
Chen Benhong, trembling all over, anxiously said, "Dad, how... how are you? Are you alright? Please don't scare me... "
Chen Yuanchuan couldn't speak. At that moment, the composed elder walked over from behind and said in a heavy voice, "Step aside!"
Chen Benhong turned around and said urgently, "Uncle Jiu, you... please save my dad, save him... "
The composed elder was, in fact, Chen Yuanchuan's cousin and ranked ninth, also known as Chen Jiu.
He approached Chen Yuanchuan, took a careful look at his condition, and frowned deeply.
"Uncle Jiu, how is he? What's the... what's the situation?" Chen Benhong asked, trembling.
