Chen Nan's suggestion left the people of Huotang Village stunned.
They bowed their heads in contemplation, pondering whether the name of the village was more important or its people.
In the end, they reached a conclusion.
The people are important.
As long as the people remain, and Huotang becomes their surname, passed down through generations, the village will not truly disappear, and even after millennia, it will still be remembered.
Seeing their expressions, the old priest finally showed a relieved smile.
"Sir, please save our people quickly."
Chen Nan nodded, the iron mask on his face stirred countless guesses within the hearts of the Huotang villagers, casting an aura of mystery over him.
"I can, but only you and A Yin can watch the process; no one else shall interrupt."
The Huotang villagers immediately cleared out a house and brought over a patient, who was exactly like those from Moon Tower Dong Village afflicted by the Immortal Epidemic.
