Crushed by a Door?

"Master, as you know, my medicinal refinement skills are the best among Shui Liu and the others. If I'm not in the camp, there will be a shortage of medicinal pills."

The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously at the mention of medicine refinement. No one in Camp Zhan Yun could match her medicine refinement skills.

This was her advantage. As long as she grasped this, Master would definitely agree to let her return.

"I'll hand over the antidote pill, and you'll let me return. This is mutually beneficial, right?"

She felt that she had thought it through. They were desperately short on medicine refiners. There were only four in the entire camp, and there were not many in other camps either.

She believed that as long as she asked, many camps would be eager to have her.