Ye Xiaofei called a taxi as soon as he stepped out, quickly met up with Deng Chaoyue, and together they headed to the Moat.
"What do we do?" Deng Chaoyue anxiously looked at Ye Xiaofei and asked.
"You meet him and get the medicine. Don't worry about anything else." Ye Xiaofei frowned, the opponent was a Poison Gu, far more powerful than ordinary people, and not someone Deng Chaoyue could handle.
Deng Chaoyue nodded, found a spot and lit a cigarette, while Ye Xiaofei sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to refine the Power of Faith.
About half an hour later, Ye Xiaofei's ears twitched, hearing a light set of footsteps. He knew the principal party had arrived.
Deng Chaoyue saw a fair and clean-looking young man slowly walking over, stopping beside him, and asking, "Deng Chaoyue?"
"Where's my antidote?" anxiously inquiring about the antidote, Deng Chaoyue looked at the man dressed in black sportswear.
