But thinking of how they all had been poisoned and still needed the antidote bestowed by High Priest Demon Heart, they had no choice but to swallow their anger. They planned to deal with this group once High Priest Demon Heart had left.
After all, the High Priest couldn't possibly settle down in the Xilin Plane forever, could he?
Once the poison was neutralized, he would have plenty of time to deal with the disciples of Medical Valley—one by one, none would escape.
"You all..."
"All of you retreat, leave this to me," said Qian Jiyun.
Liao Fusheng wanted to speak but heard a familiar voice. He looked up and saw Qian Jiyun, who had arrived unnoticed, standing before them.
Despite the face that was extremely similar to Yuu Luo's, the sight of Qian Jiyun instinctively gave him pause.
The previous suppression, leaving him gasping for breath, had not been feigned.
"Yes, Young Master Yu."
