The First Tyrant of Daxia

The thatched hut was not very ventilated, and light came in from all directions, but for some reason it always seemed a little dim.

Kahali stood obediently by the bed, letting the old man gently stroke his head.

The sunlight falls through the gaps, and you can see the floating dust in the air.

After a moment, Kahali raised his head, took out the herbs he had just obtained from his arms, and held them in front of the old lady like offering a treasure, saying happily: "Grandma, I have exchanged the herbs for you. I will boil them for you now! You will be cured after boiling them!"

The old man waved his right hand twice in the air, as if looking for a position, and then it fell into Kahali's palm.

He rubbed it twice, but didn't care much. Instead, he touched Kahali's face again, with a hint of doubt in his voice: "My little Kahali, why do I feel like there is a wound on your face?"

Kahali was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Qin Yun and the other two, not knowing whether to speak.

The old man keenly noticed Kahali's movements, and seemed to be aware of the presence of Qin Yun and others. He turned his head and looked over: "Kahali, are there any guests?"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Kahali nodded and said honestly, "It's like this, grandma. Just now, I went to change the medicine, and Habil from the pharmacy said that there was something wrong with my animal skin and refused to give me the medicine. It was this noble man who helped me get the medicine back."

Hearing this, Qin Yun stepped forward, gently held the old man's dry hands, and said softly: "Old man, don't worry, your grandson just accidentally fell and was injured, there is no problem."

The old man was a little excited and struggled to sit up from the bed: "My dears, thank you so much, I only have this one grandson, if anything happens to him..."

It was not until then that Qin Yun discovered that the old man's eyes were cloudy, as if covered by a layer of white film.

"She can no longer see." Murong Shunhua gestured to Qin Yun.

Qin Yun nodded slightly, held the old man's hand and sat down beside the bed, smiling and said, "It's okay, your grandson is also a good boy."

The two of them started chatting like this. Qin Yun did not have any airs of an emperor at all. He was just like an ordinary neighbor, chatting with the old man.

Murong Shunhua stood aside, looking at Qin Yun tenderly.

This is the man she loves. When he is domineering, he can sweep the world and swallow mountains and rivers, but he is also gentle and tolerant of the weak in the world.

"Alas, my greatest wish in this life is to see my darling grandson again, watch him grow up, find a woman, and give me a great-grandson."

The old man smiled and said that those were ordinary dreams that belonged to ordinary people.

Qin Yun didn't show any impatience at all. He just listened with a smile and responded from time to time.

As they chatted, the old man suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the hand holding Qin Yun began to lose strength.

"Grandma, grandma, what's wrong with you?" Kahali screamed suddenly.

"Mr. Feng!"

Qin Yun saw that something was not right and quickly called for Elder Feng.

Mr. Feng, who had been following in the shadows all the time, came out in response. His figure was like a ghost, making it difficult to predict.

He walked to the bedside, raised his hand and held the old man's wrist. After taking his pulse for a moment, he quickly tapped his body a few times and took out a pill from his arms and fed it to him.

After a while, the old man let out a long breath, lay down on the bed, his body no longer shaking, but he looked a little weaker than before.

Qin Yun stood up and stood aside with Old Feng.

"Your Majesty, she is beyond saving." Elder Feng whispered, "She is seriously ill and her vitality has long dissipated. It is a miracle that she is still alive. Those herbs will have no effect on her at all."

"Is there no solution at all?" Qin Yun frowned.

Elder Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe I can help her regain her sight for a short time, so that she can move like a normal person."

"How long?"

"About an hour at most."

Qin Yun fell silent immediately, not knowing whether he should make this decision without authorization.

Elder Feng reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, even if you don't do this, the old man probably won't survive today."

"I understand."

Qin Yun waved his hand and sat next to the old man again.

"Grandma, are you okay? I'll go and boil the herbs for you now." Kahali still felt that he did not hurry up and prepare the medicine.

"Kahali, let me talk to your grandma." Qin Yun patted Kahali's little head.

Kahali looked reluctant, but the old man waved at him and said, "Go sit over there, and listen to what the noble man says."

Seeing her grandmother speak, Kahali reluctantly stood aside. Murong Shunhua took her hand and walked to the middle of the room, speaking softly.

Qin Yun was about to speak, but the old man spoke first: "Sir, you are not from here, right?"

Qin Yun was stunned: "Did you hear it?"

"Hehe... I was out there when I was young, so I can recognize the accent." The old man smiled weakly, "Let Kahali go. It seems I won't live much longer, right?"

It is said that old people become more cunning. Although the old man looks a little weak, his mind is more shrewd than Qin Yun imagined.

After hesitating for a while, Qin Yun repeated what Mr. Feng had just said to the old man.

The old man smiled and said, "Sir, you have great powers. If you can help me stand up again and see my grandson again, I will be satisfied."

"But……"

"My dear, you said that I won't survive today. Instead of lying here, I'd better get up and cook a meal for you." The old woman had no fear of death at all. She just smiled and said, "My dear, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

Seeing that the old man had made up his mind, Qin Yun asked Old Feng to come to the bedside.

"Mr. Feng, let's get started." Qin Yun put his hands behind his back and looked at the old man on the bed with complicated eyes.

Old Feng had a serious expression on his face, and he put his palms together and pointed his fingers like a sword. When he was gathering strength, one could even vaguely see that the air at his fingertips was slightly twisted.

Then, he dropped two fingers and tapped the old man several times, then took out the pill from his arms and fed it to him.

Bang bang bang!

Just as Mr. Feng was treating the old man, there was a sudden and violent banging on the door outside the house.

Then came Habil's ferocious voice.

"Ansanji, Kahali, both of you, get out here! Someone saw you coming back!"

"I tell you, if you dare to steal medicinal herbs from my shop, you will die today!"

"Get out of here right now, or I'll tear down your shabby little house today!"

An Sangji turned his head and looked at Qin Yun with a questioning look in his eyes.

Qin Yun's eyes were filled with impatience, and he waved at An Sangji.

Ansanji understood, came to Kahali, took his hand, and walked out of the house.