25: C25 What Did You Bring the Oil For!

C25 What Did You Bring the Oil For!

The hunchbacked old man looked at Ye Xiaofan in surprise and said hastily.

"Young Master, the Patriarch is the Patriarch of the Ye Family. After death, you can't make any sparks, you must protect the body well and bury it in the Ancestral Temple!"

"Old grandpa, who said I was going to make a spark? My father can still be saved!"

Ye Xiaofan glanced at the hunchbacked old man beside him. Then, he jumped onto the small wooden cart.

When the hunchbacked old man heard Ye Xiaofan's words, he was slightly stunned. Then, with a sad expression, he sighed and said:

"Young Master, people can't be revived if they die. I know you want to save the master, but the master has …"

"Sigh …"

When the hunchbacked old man saw that Ye Xiaofan ignored his words, he sighed again. He thought that Ye Nantian's death had dealt too much damage to Ye Xiaofan, which made Ye Xiaofan a little crazy.

If Ye Xiaofan knew what the old hunchback was thinking, he would probably go crazy.

"Xuan … Antidote Sacred Hand."

Ye Xiaofan arrived in front of Ye Nantian and felt the cold air coming from his body. He lifted his tender little hands and wrapped his arm with a green energy.

"Uncle Hua, should we stop Young Master?"

A few servants wearing mourning clothes looked at Ye Xiaofan and asked the hunchbacked old man beside him.

"Ai, let him be. Dead people cannot be revived. When Young Master gets tired, we will bury the family head."

Uncle Hua sighed, and the others fell silent.

Ye Xiaofan placed his hand on Ye Nantian's chest and quickly channeled his green power into Ye Nantian's body.

The power entered Ye Nantian's body and turned into countless tiny green rays of light, quickly moving around his limbs and bones.

When the black poison touched the green light ray, it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Within the span of a few breaths, the poison in Ye Nantian's body was completely cleared.

"Chief, firewood is coming!"

"Patriarch, the water is ready!"

"..."

From afar, all the servants ran towards the training field while holding firewood and boiling water.

Uncle Hua looked and immediately became anxious. He stood in front of everyone and said in a flustered tone, "You guys are really messing around, it's fine if Young Master doesn't know anything, but you guys also don't know anything. The Patriarch's status is very high, so the body must be preserved well before entering the Hidden Ancestral Temple!"

When the surrounding people heard Uncle Hua's words, they all stopped and didn't take another step forward.

"Bring me all the firewood."

Ye Xiaofan said to the servants as he jumped off the cold wooden carriage after cleaning the poison out of Ye Nantian's body.

"Young Master, you can't, definitely can't!"

Uncle Hua panicked when he heard it. He ran to Ye Xiaofan and waved his hands with all his might.

"Don't worry old grandpa, I'm not trying to save my father, I'm trying to help him recover his body temperature and save him."

Ye Xiaofan's innocent face was full of seriousness.

Uncle Hua wouldn't let him go no matter what. He thought Ye Xiaofan was crazy.0

"All of you, pull him to the side for me."

"Let me go! Let me go! I can't burn the Patriarch's corpse!"

Uncle Hua was dragged to the side by a few men. His old face was red, and he was shouting at the top of his lungs.

The surrounding people put the hot water and firewood in their hands around Ye Xiaofan and then found more firewood.

A few servants brought a few buckets of water and oil from afar and quickly ran towards the training field.

Ye Xiaofan looked at the servants who brought some oil and said in shock, "This baby is here to save people, why did you bring some oil over?"

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