Huangfu Jingchen seed like he had lost his soul. His face was extrely pale, and his eyes were unfocused, vacant and despairing, as he got up and staggered outside!
A handso and composed youth, once full of hope, seed to have turned into a completely different person in an instant.
No more thoughts, no more soul!
He even lacked strength, stumbling as he walked.
Watching his sudden change, Miss Mo put away her playful deanor and said to his back, "Is the person you want to save another outsider?"
Huangfu Jingchen nodded chanically, lost in confusion.
Although his seat was clearly not far from the door, it now seed unattainably distant.
Miss Mo’s voice was filled with regret, "Such a kind-hearted person, but the epidemic is ruthless, and heaven doesn’t always watch over us!"
Huangfu Jingchen felt an overwhelming sadness in his heart. He could no longer hear what Miss Mo was saying. Was she saying heaven is blind? Yes, how blind heaven is!
What did Wenjin do wrong?
She was rely passing by, yet sacrificed herself for the people of Wangshan Town. And yet this kind of person was infected by the epidemic and on the brink of death.
To save the lives of Wangshan Town’s people, she risked her own life!
To him, ti seed to drag on endlessly, this short distance felt like traversing soone else’s life. He finally managed to hold onto the door fra, feeling as though he had exhausted every ounce of strength in his body. He had to stop, looking around blankly, as if lost, not knowing where to go.
Miss Mo kept watching, seeing him deeply affected, a rare emotion flashed in her eyes. She spoke slowly, "Wait a mont!"
Huangfu Jingchen turned back chanically, yet his gaze still lacked focus. He wasn’t really looking at Miss Mo, but just in her direction.
Miss Mo asked, "Is she very important to you?"
Huangfu Jingchen pointed to his heart, "Here... She is here, it is here... She leaves, it is void!"
Just thinking about her current condition caused a severe pain in his heart, as if he were the one enduring the tornt of the epidemic.
The thin face, the crimson blood on the white cloth...
Yet he was so helpless, how could he save her?
Seeing the deep sorrow in his eyes, Miss Mo seed unwilling to see him suffer and said, "Although we at the Shadow Pavilion normally only sell information, this ti is an exception - here’s so information for you, hoping it’s helpful!"
Huangfu Jingchen stared at her blankly.
Miss Mo paused before continuing, "People of the Jianghu only know of the Holy Doctor Luan Changfeng, but few know of another eccentric figure who had already made a na for himself seventy years ago. He calls himself the Undying Saint Doctor, though people in Jianghu secretly call him the Undying Poison Doctor!"
Huangfu Jingchen gave a bitter smile.
What use is it even if he knows?
The Undying Poison Doctor, just a legendary figure, not even known if he is still in this world. Twenty years ago, Grandfather almost used all the nation’s rare treasures as reward to get the Undying Poison Doctor to make six Heart Cleansing Pills.
Back then, Father hadn’t yet married Mother, he had just returned from the battlefield, a young man with unyielding spirit and unrivaled pride, greatly favored by Grandfather, thus granted a pill.
That’s how he had heard the na of the Undying Poison Doctor.
But the relationship between Father and Grandfather soured after Father and Mother married, but they managed to escape the intrigue of the Capital City’s Imperial Family, living a harmonious and peaceful life in the pure land of Yunzhou.
The Undying Poison Doctor, renowned in Jianghu seventy years ago, truly did have real skills to be called ’Undying’. When people reach seventy, they typically beco frail and weak, but this Undying Poison Doctor, though approaching a hundred years, lives vibrantly, thriving, roaming the world like forgotten by King Yan, worthy of his ’Undying’ title.
However, even if the Undying Poison Doctor beca famous before the Holy Doctor of the World, and even if his skills surpassed those of the Holy Doctor, what difference does it make?
Huangfu Jingchen hoarsely said, "So what?"
Miss Mo shook her head, smiling, "Since it’s a gift of information, how could it be useless information? The Princely Heir is so concerned, to walk bravely for the ordinary people of Wangshan Town, disregarding life or death, with such deep sentints, we would certainly not give useless information for the Princely Heir to bother with."
"What do you an?" Huangfu Jingchen gazed blankly at Miss Mo; his mind was in chaos, incapable of thinking straight.
Miss Mo gave a light smile, "Funnily enough, the Undying Poison Doctor is right there in Yanglu County!"
Huangfu Jingchen abruptly widened his eyes, his unfocused, lifeless eyes now lit with a spark of light, he quickly turned around, nearly taking a step to rush to Miss Mo’s front, "Yanglu County, where?"
Miss Mo extended her delicate hand, pointing to the south, "In the south of Yanglu County, there is a mountain, with an abandoned temple on it, in which there’s a Cold Bone Yan Mink awaiting birth. Have you heard of the Cold Bone Yan Mink? Cold bones, warm body, short legs and wings, able to fly and burrow. The old man wants to steal its young, so he’s been staying there. However, this is information from three days ago, I don’t know if he’s still there now!"
Huangfu Jingchen rejoiced, "I’ll go find him now!"
"Wait a mont!" Miss Mo called after him, "Since I’m the one giving you the information, allow to say a few more words. The Poison Doctor lives after the poison. This person has an unpredictable mind, a changeable temperant, treating human lives like grass. If he’s in a good mood when you seek his help, fine; if not, he might kill you effortlessly, leaving no remains."
Huangfu Jingchen said, "His dical skills must be no less than those of the Holy Doctor, right?"
"Of course, even more so!" Miss Mo continued to warn, "He’s a century-old monster, even your special status ans nothing to him. Pleading for treatnt requires caution, mind your life! Besides, he’s waiting for the Cold Bone Yan Mink to give birth. I am uncertain if it has already happened. If it has, and he’s got the offspring, he’d have left already. If not, he’ll stay there for the offspring and won’t go with you. If you annoy him, he might just kill you outright!"
Huangfu Jingchen beca more urgent, "Thank you! I’ll go now!"
A flash of moon-white brocade flickered before his eyes, disappearing once at the door.
Miss Mo gently shook her head, she’d already explained it clearly, yet the young man insisted on going, clearly that person needing treatnt was very important to him.
Pity such a fine young man is so stubborn.
Well, considering her re acquaintance with Lu Qianxue, if he died, she’d surely inform his parents about his demise!
As for helping?
Forget it, first, the Shadow Pavilion only sells information, avoiding direct involvent. Second, even if she got involved, that old monster’s ans... just the thought sends chills down the spine!
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