Han Luoyun furrowed his brows, speaking quite rudely, "Palace Master Gong, you should really think before you speak. Every move Fang Lin made, you saw clearly. You know very well whether or not there was any trickery involved. Becoming this flustered is really beneath you."
Gong Wuliang wanted to spew blood in anger, he knew all too well he was just stirring up trouble. Panicked and irrational, he couldn't help it. Anyone who had suffered such a blow would lose their senses.
The people of the Ten-thousand Medicine Sect looked depressed, their faces full of regret. They had lost to the Purple Mist Sect again, defeated by the same person, even Fu Haixin, who they had especially invited to help them, was no match for Fang Lin. It was the ultimate disgrace.
Fang Lin, a teasing smile on his face, looked at Fu Haixin, "So, do you now believe my pill formula?"
He asked knowingly; Fu Haixin had already admitted defeat, effectively acknowledging her belief in him.
