"Many thanks to Mr. Feng Chen for your assistance."
"Today's grace will be remembered in our hearts forever and never forgotten!"
He knelt on one knee, performing a very solemn knight's salute.
The stone ground trembled slightly, and Oron and the others behind him mimicked the action, also bowing.
Moreover, even the warriors stationed in the remote camps detected the commotion and followed suit, shouting Mr. Feng Chen's name.
In an instant, figures surged forward to kneel in gratitude, centering around Chen Feng.
The gaze of many within the Holy City was similar, the ordinary residents helping with healing and bandaging also showed similar expressions.
Some of them had already learned the original story, and every face was covered in expressions of gratitude.
"No need for formalities."
Shaking his head gently, Chen Feng accepted the gratitude from everyone and helped Yan Lei to his feet.
An invisible heart position quietly spread, enveloping more than half of the Holy City.
