Yuan'er did not ask Bai Xiaofan what he was going to do, nor did she seem to want to ask.
After all, she only needed to do her best to complete the tasks Bai Xiaofan assigned to her with all her effort.
Bai Xiaofan patted Yuan'er's little head and turned to walk out of the yard.
Upon exiting the doorway and walking about thirty or forty meters to the right, a figure appeared in front of Bai Xiaofan.
Clothed in a black robe, with traces of fresh blood seeping from his left arm and a complexion so pale he looked almost ghostly.
"What happened to you? With the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Stage, how did you get injured like this!"
Looking at the person in front of him, Bai Xiaofan asked, puzzled.
"Mr. Bai, please help our Taiyi Sect get through this difficult time!"
Shen Yi said to Bai Xiaofan feebly, as if he might collapse at any moment.
Bai Xiaofan frowned slightly, held Shen Yi with one hand, and led him aside, taking out a pill and administering it to him.
