Ximen Qianqiu was like a frost-bitten eggplant.
"Is this really worth being so depressed about?"
Beigong Wang said, "Can't you just go home and make preparations? Among those of us with this level of cultivation and status, the number who have sustained fundamental injuries is not that great."
"You don't understand."
Ximen Qianqiu looked at Beigong Wang, a slight feeling of shared misery in his eyes.
"Wait till you go in and find out."
Dong Tiesong, hugging his knees, said indifferently, "The Ximen clan has offended the divine doctor. Although they are not refused treatment, the cost is definitely higher than normal. If the Ximen clan wants to heal, all costs start at four times the norm, but only the regular amount is recorded in the list."
Everyone widened their eyes: "There's such a clause? This...tsk tsk."
"Who would have thought... the Ximen clan... is quite bold!"
"Tsk tsk..."
