Ziqiu also knew what Luo Xiu was going to do this time in O Continent.
The infamous house may have been entrenched for nearly a Hundred Years, but with Sikong Shan around, Luo Xiu's own strength wasn't lacking. How did it end up like this?
Luo Xiu seemed to just wake up from a nightmare, his eyes wide open, staring at Ziqiu, filled with fear and disbelief.
"Uncle, it's me." Ziqiu patiently said, "What exactly happened?"
Luo Xiu was about to speak but couldn't catch his breath. His eyes rolled back and he fainted again.
Ziqiu's expression changed, immediately pressing on one of Luo Xiu's acupoints, then looked up: "Dad, we must send Uncle to the hospital quickly, his condition is very bad."
"Alright, alright, alright." Without needing further instruction, Father Luo dialed the phone number, "Hey, Ziqiu, go ask Sikong Shan about it."
Ziqiu nodded and called Sikong Shan.
