Rong Zhan moved his thin lips coldly and spat out a few words, "A bunch of trash."
Qing Lian was sweating profusely, "It's my incompetence. Please punish me, Master. However, we have already found the ghost doctor's whereabouts. I reckon that we will be able to find him in a period of time."
"There's no need to be anxious about the ghost doctor's matter. According to Qizhou, this master of his doesn't like anyone to disturb his free time. Once he's angered, he won't give face even if it's the emperor. After confirming his whereabouts, report it to me. After I've confirmed the situation, then decide whether or not to come into contact with him." As Rong Zhan spoke, his fingertips lightly tapped on the table.
Only then did Qing Lian dare to raise his head. His expression was slightly fearful. "Master, you've been poisoned. You should find the ghost doctor earlier to suppress it."
