"Alright. You don't have to think too much now. Go back and have a good sleep. This letter came a little early. I reckon that a few days later, the person will also arrive." Ling Chuxi said to Ling Yichen. Ling Yichen did not have an appetite to eat or drink these few days as he kept worrying about Fu Chengyu's frost poison. Even his eyes were sunken in.
For the next few days, the few of them could finally relax. Ling Chuxi had already prepared a few medicinal herbs and was just waiting for Second Elder's people to send over the Snow Butterfly Grass. And once it arrives, she could begin her pill refinement then.
