"Brother, am I going to die?"
Zhu Ruohan slumped on the ground and asked him feebly
They were both poisoned by the mist and although Zhu Yuntao was an outstanding member of the elite class, the limits of his abilities remained inside the government lobby room and fancy receptions. The poison mist had knocked him right out, turning his vision into a blurry shadow.
Zhu Yuntao felt something burning in his throat, it was as if the very air he breathed was choking the life out of him. However, he still managed to comfort his sister.
"No, we won't die. The elders of the Medicine God Valley Sect were sages. They will not only cure us but also give us the cure for our father. The Zhu family relies on us."
As he said so, he caught a sight that suddenly jerked his mind out of the jumbled state.
