"In my Qin Lang's dictionary, there is no such word as giving up. Without my consent, no one can take your life, Wang Yang Zhang Wen You two just queue up and wait. After I save my father, I'll settle the score with you both!",Qin Chuan, already withered and emaciated, was covered with all sorts of pipes. Beside him stood a few people, including a middle-aged couple. Although both wore anxious expressions on their faces, Qin Chuan saw through their feigned worry to the cruelty lurking beneath.,If this were a minor ailment, Qin Lang could easily solve it. However, now that Qin Lang's cultivation is gone and all he has left is a sliver of true qi swirling within him, it's barely enough to delay the flow of Qin Chuan's life force!。