Chapter 791 Wugu Daoren!_1

Han Mengqiu cupped his fists in a jesting manner, "Brother Dao, I've invited you several times to gather in the Northern Borderlands, but you are always so busy!"

Wugu Daoren smiled, "How can a humble villager like me be considered a busy person?"

"How is Zimo now?"

Han Mengqiu's expression suddenly became much more solemn, "Brother Dao, let's talk inside!"

As the sound of his voice faded, he stepped forward and walked towards the bedroom.

At this moment, Han Zimo had fallen unconscious again, his entire body still convulsing, especially after a night of torment, his hair disheveled and his clothes torn. He no longer had the demeanor befitting a scion of a noble family.

Upon seeing Han Zimo for the first time, Wugu Daoren's face grew much graver, and he immediately asked, "Who is responsible for this poisoning?"