Clan Leader Xiang

It was an awful and gruesome sight, but thankfully, it didn't last long.

In the blink of an eye, a figure flashed across the battlefield, teleporting with seamless precision.

Zhou Cui reappeared beside his sister, his usually composed face now carrying a rare trace of anxiety.

"Meimei, Big Brother was late. I made you suffer... You can punish me later for failing to protect you." His voice was filled with guilt, his expression dark with self-reproach.

Without waiting for a response, he lightly patted Zhou Mei on the shoulder.

A surge of metallic qi radiated from his fingertips, flowing through her body like a shimmering current of liquid steel, rapidly mending her injuries.

Not neglecting Xi Muyao, Zhou Cui repeated the gesture, albeit from a distance.

However, while Zhou Mei's higher affinity allowed her to absorb the metallic qi instantly, accelerating her recovery almost immediately, Xi Muyao was not as fortunate.