Lin Fan adhered to the principle that whatever he did must be done responsibly.
Yet he never imagined that he would forget what seemed like a trivial matter but turned out to be the most important thing.
"Brother Lin, why don't I sacrifice myself? I may not have much else, but I've got plenty of vital essence. You can transfer mine to him," Qin Yang suggested, looking valiant and selfless, as if he were eager to help.
Lin Fan glanced at him, "You're truly wicked. Is this just an excuse to make someone wear a green hat?"
"Green hat?"
Qin Yang didn't quite understand the expression.
Lin Fan ignored Qin Yang and instead used his divine skills to gather the last trace of vital essence within Er Hu's body and placed it in the designated location.
"Sigh, it can only be used once."
"If wasted, there'll truly be no descendants left."
There was nothing more he could do; this was his limit.
"Wake up."
Lin Fan spoke softly, though to Er Hu's ears, it sounded like thunder booming.
