Huo Yan could only shake her head, seeing Yun Qingfeng sleeping with his body covered in blood. She immediately took off his clothes and cleaned the blood on his body, but she was shocked to see that there was not the slightest injury on her body. "How is such an outcome possible? Did all his injuries heal on their own? Could this be because of his innate ability?"
"Do you think my son is an ordinary cultivator?"
Huo Yan froze after hearing that, and she fearfully looked up, where she found Ling Yun standing there with Huang Zhimei, who was holding the sleeping Yun Jingqiu.
Huo Yan immediately kowtowed as she trembled violently, and cold sweat quickly soaked her dress. "Master, I—"
"Enough."
