With a thousand thanks and ten thousand gratitudes, the young man left the small hut. Just like before, the boy did not accept any gifts of thanks.
"May I ask who you are?"
After the young man had walked a good distance away, the boy looked at Jiang Beiran in confusion and asked.
"Someone who has come to help you. Come, sit down first."
"But there are still so many people waiting for me outside..."
"If you continue like this, you can forget about helping anyone else. Does your head still hurt badly?"
The boy hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.
"Yes..."
"Then you should sit properly first. I will handle the matters outside for you."
"Th-thank you, sir."
The boy bowed to Jiang Beiran with some trepidation, then sat down on the straw mat. Taking a Clear Heart Talisman from his Universe Ring, Jiang Beiran placed it on the boy's forehead and asked, "How is it, feeling a bit better?" Feeling waves of coolness rushing to his brain, the boy nodded, "Yes!
Much better, thank you, sir." Nodding, Jiang Beiran walked to the door. Looking at the many anxious faces, he used the Power of Word Spirit to say, "The young master needs to rest.