Chapter 811: A Lifesaving Needle_2

Not only this, but Qin Fang also lifted the blanket stitched together from Yong Beast Hide and grabbed the old man's wrist that was gradually becoming cold.

"What are you doing?"

Everyone was baffled by Qin Fang's move, none understood what he was attempting to do, just silently watching him, only Sang Duo, the old man's son, suddenly let out a great shout, roaring as he drew the Miao Knife he carried and charged towards Qin Fang with a slashing motion.

The mountain people might be somewhat uncivilized and not well-versed in many formalities, but filial piety was universal; since the mother had passed away, it meant 'the dead should be respected as supreme,' and no one was permitted to touch her so easily again, lest it be a desecration of the deceased...

He was unaware of Qin Fang's identity; the situation had been too urgent before and Auntie Song had no chance to explain in detail. Now that this had occurred, he certainly wasn't going to be courteous to Qin Fang.

Clang~~