Nan Feng was one of your assistants—you two were assigned with the task to trap some ghosts that possess dangerously evil aura.

You had the ghosts trapped. Yet one escaped, and it injured you in a flash before bolting off.

Nan Feng immediately came to your aid, putting a bandage on your cheek and helping you sit upright.

“A-Are you alright, Master?” Nan Feng asked, worried, helplessly gazing at you. He wasn’t the type to help people, and especially not so quickly.