By now, it had been quite a while since Chu Zheng last helped Fu Quanliang remove his elixir poisoning.
From this, it was evident that in his absence, Fu Quanliang had deliberately restrained himself from consuming too many elixirs.
Chu Zheng did not hesitate and chose to repair, withdrawing his hand thereafter.
Fu Quanliang suddenly felt his body lighten, his Dantian relax considerably, and his Mana flowed smoothly, he immediately understood:
"Thank you, Saint Heir."
"No need to call me Saint Heir, between you and me, there's no need for thanks, lest it create distance. These days have indeed been busy, and I haven't visited you earlier."
Chu Zheng reached out to support Fu Quanliang who was about to bow again: "How are you doing in Taixuan? Have you adapted well?"
"The elders treat me very well."
Fu Quanliang nodded repeatedly, whether it was any of the elders, they all spoke to him with respect, not merely seeing him as an ordinary disciple.
