The man didn't even look at Afeng. He walked straight to Tang Sanlang, squatted down, and put one hand on his heart.
Lyra Du saw a ray of white light penetrate into Tang Sanlang's body. After a while, the man lying on the ground became motionless, and even his pale face looked much better.
Lyra Du's heart relaxed, and she had the energy to look at the man in white. But when she looked at his face, she was shocked, because his face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't see clearly.
Afeng, who was standing aside, also breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that the Imperial Master had arrived.
The man in white stood up and looked at A Feng, his tone showing concern, "Carry him to rest, be gentle."
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