At first, Ye Qingfeng gave him a low-level cultivation technique, along with some medicine liquid to help Zhong Ming cultivate, just because he needed a subordinate.
Helping Zhong Ming get revenge was merely a matter of lifting a finger.
Zhong Ming's loyalty to him makes Ye Qingfeng quite satisfied.
In his heart, Zhong Ming's status has changed, otherwise, he wouldn't have spent so much effort to save Zhong Ming.
"Help me sit up," Ye Qingfeng struggled, preparing to sit up.
"What are you doing? You're so weak right now, why do you want to sit up?"
Seeing Ye Qingfeng trying to sit up, Wang Siyu quickly said.
"Don't worry about it, just let me sit up first."
Ye Qingfeng said directly.
Wang Siyu had no choice but to help Ye Qingfeng sit up.
"Alright, you can leave now, let me recover on my own," Ye Qingfeng instructed.
