"That's good. Sect leader Yu, I'll think of a way to help you suppress your illness within these three days. However, if the Mithril and refined gold are not here within three days, then don't blame me if your illness worsens. " Ling Chuxi finally said something that made everyone feel a little more at ease. After taking a few steps, she turned her head and added,"also, your illness is not ordinary. The more refined gold and Mithril you have, the better the effect of treatment. If you want to hide it and affect the effectiveness of the treatment, it will not be so easy for it to relapse in the future."
Yu Qingfeng and the others shivered. It was a complete lie. This was clearly a threat, a blatant threat.
