"For example, for a martial artist of your level, could you gain a power level after consuming a pill that allows Innate martial artists to advance one stage?"
Jinmian had an epiphany and slapped his thigh, "That's true, that's true! This is a crucial issue!"
"But how do we solve this problem?"
Jinmian frowned.
Feng Yin sat in his chair, unaffected.
Even though his power was sealed, he remained carefree and composed.
I have plenty of ways to make you release me willingly.
"Right, how can we let the divine doctor know the severity of the boss's injuries? Even if the divine doctor's medical skills are godly, medicine always requires inspection, diagnosis, and treatment. Without personally examining to confirm the source of the ailment, how can one prescribe the appropriate remedy?"
Jinmian furrowed his brow in deep thought.
"Could it be, we have to tell Dong Xiaoyan? Force her to comply?"
"This..."
