But this kind of foundation is not necessary; who knows how many people it has harmed. If we don't solve it, we would not be doing justice to those common folk who died because of Poison Valley.
"Is there a prescription?"
Qian Jiyun asked. As long as they could figure out what poison it was, that would suffice.
"There is a prescription, but I am lacking some medicinal herbs. I was planning to go to Poison Valley to have a look. They should have them there," An Jiuyue said.
The poison developed by Poison Valley would illogically be without an antidote from them. Naturally, she would have to go to Poison Valley to get the ingredients for the antidote.
"Shall we go now?" he asked.
"Mhm."
An Jiuyue nodded.
To avoid any unforeseen complications, it was better to go and get the medicinal herbs now.
Liao Fusheng, that old thing, was willing to harm even his own biological daughter, let alone a few herbs. Who knows, he might remember and destroy them at any moment?
