This Sect had a surprising number of members—more than twenty people of all ages. When they heard Qin Li speak, all their eyes, along with those of the other onlookers, immediately fell upon him.
"Young Master, you have a way to save my junior sister? I… I would be eternally grateful! I will…" The middle-aged man who had just been begging for medicine, who appeared to be the leader of this group from the Sect, spoke incoherently, his face filled with gratitude.
The young man with red-rimmed eyes squatting by the woman's side, his own eyes full of gratitude and hope, knelt directly before Qin Li. He choked out, "Please, Young Master, lend us your aid! I, Liang Luo, would be eternally grateful!"
Qin Li quickly helped him up, saying, "I will do my best!"
A murmur of discussion rippled through the crowd.
"Which Mysterious Land is this young master from? Can he really cure this woman?"
"Who knows? He seems capable enough. Otherwise, why would he dare to step forward?"
