After briefly explaining the situation to Andre, Andre frowned. "I'll find someone to ask if Qing Niao's condition serious. How can we eliminate the poison?"
Andre stood up and walked away quickly.
"Fang Ping, do you think what I'm doing is right?" Qing Niao lay with his eyes narrowed.
Fang Ping did not answer.
"This is a rare opportunity for me. I can't miss it," Qing Niao said, grinning.
There was no real right or wrong.
Everyone's choices were different, so Fang Ping did not comment.
It was still early. Fang Ping waited for Andre's news. He wanted to see what use this Flame Rock had.
"Qing Niao, call me if you need anything."
He sat at the side, closed his eyes, and began to accumulate energy.
But not long after, they heard hurried footsteps. Andre was back.
"Qing Niao, how many Flame Rocks did you use today?"
"Ten pieces."
"Ten pieces! You… you! You really don't want to live anymore!"
