"Lady Yue." Xia qingchen waved his hand. After hesitating for a moment, Xia qingchen still walked over. "What is it?"
Her attitude was still as distant as before, but she was less cold.
"Stay in the camp for the time being. I want to go to the underworld sect and find an antidote for you." Xia qingchen spoke in an extremely calm tone.
"I'm sorry, I don't accept kindness from strangers," Yue Mingzhu refused without thinking.
Xia qingchen turned around and looked at the 1000-foot gate of hell that was filled with demonic Qi. He spoke expressionlessly, " it's not a good intention. It's to repay you for finding my father.
there's no need for that, " Yue Mingzhu said stubbornly. it's a small matter. There's no need to repay me.
Xia qingchen didn't even turn his head back. He walked toward the tomb keeper's tent and said, ""It's my business whether I can find the antidote or not. It's your business whether you want to use it or not."
