Meng Xinian slanted him a look, then reached his hand out to him.
Wei Yixi looked at him and grabbed his hand.
Meng Xinian gave a hard tug and hauled him up.
"You can still walk, right?"
Last night Wei Yixiâs foot had also been a bit injured; while he was running, a flying stone had smacked into his calf.
Normally, for them, this kind of minor injury didnât count as anything.
But with other wounds on their bodies, and given that they hadnât eaten, drunk, or slept for a full day and night, this kind of injury could sometimes just pull them down into a deadly disadvantage.
"I might not even be slower than you if we run."
When Wei Yixi said this, he wasnât sure in his own heart, because his calf had been hurting all night.
But once he stood up, he actually found that spot didnât hurt anymore!
And now he clearly noticed that his energy had recovered a lot!
Previously heâd felt that getting up again could only be done by relying on his super-strong willpower; now he realized he didnât even need to use willpowerâhis body and energy were still up to it.
Wei Yixi wasnât stupid; he immediately thought of that small mouthful of water he had just drunk.
What was that stuff?
Why did it have such a powerful effect?
Why hadnât Meng Xinian taken it out earlier?
But this wasnât the time to ask.
"Move."
Meng Xinian had already darted out like a leopard, silent and swift, and Wei Yixi didnât question whether his direction was right or not.
Over this day and night of cooperation and fighting side by side, they had already developed considerable tacit understanding.
And when it came to Meng Xinianâs abilities and judgment, he had a great deal of faith.
He immediately followed.
Jiang Xiao had slept in the Space this night.
Before going to sleep she drew a lot more Talisman Diagrams, a bit of each kind.
Sheâd discovered that when she was too worried about Meng Xinian to fall asleep, drawing Talisman Diagrams could also calm her heart.
After getting up, she immediately thought of what she had to do today, hurriedly washed up, and went out.
Today she had to see Ding Fu and his son off at the train station.
Ding Fu was already anxious to get to D State; even if Ding Haijing didnât want to go, he was embarrassed to drag things out any longer.
Seeing that Jiang Xiao had prepared so many things for them to take along, Ding Haijingâs face darkened with exasperation.
"Hey, where do you get so much stuff from? Iâve never seen you really go shopping, but every time you take things out itâs all these big bags and bundles."
Jiang Xiao silently sweatdropped.
A lot of the things were taken out from her Space, why would she need to go shopping?
"Iâm someone who runs a workshop and a teahouse; having some gifts on hand is normal. Besides, I still have a lot of things stored at home, things I bought before."
"Miss, you donât need to prepare so many things for us."
"Uncle Xiao Fu, just take them. Arenât you going back to the village too? Youâre bound to see some old acquaintances then. Also, most of it is actually for you to eat yourself. When the time comes, just keep it and eat a little every day. I really donât have much else decent to give you; itâs basically all food."
"Thank you, Miss."
Ding Haijing sighed helplessly off to the side.
His dad just couldnât change the way he addressed people; he was actually still using such oldâfashioned terms of address?
Miss?
Once he met Sixth Young Master, heâd probably call him Young Master too.
But if he liked it that way, let him.
"Old Ding..." Jiang Xiao was just about to explain a couple of things to him. As soon as she called out "Old Ding," Ding Fu froze for a moment and looked at her.
Old Ding?
Was she calling him?
Jiang Xiao instantly felt awkward.
"Dad, sheâs talking to me." Ding Haijing suddenly found it a bit funny. "I told her to call me âge,â but she wouldnât."