Even Jiang Hanyi's second uncle couldn't hold back his tears, and the young aunt of the Jiang family was so shaken she couldn't stand. Every member of the Jiang family was in profound grief.
Seeing that they wouldn't step aside, Yu Shuo gritted his teeth as his Spiritual Power drained faster, transmitting it to the boy in the blood pool, making his body slowly float up.
The boy's body floated into Yu Shuo's arms, and in the moment he held him, the Spiritual Power in his hands continued to flow perpetually.
Yu Shuo's display left Father Jiang's eyes filled with shock and hope.
"Xiao Shuo, you can save Xiao Yi, can't you? You can save him, right?!"
In response to his eager questioning, Yu Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "Get out of the way first, return to the hotel! Otherwise, we really won't be able to save him!"
Father Jiang acted immediately, pulling the members of the Jiang family aside.
