Hoshino Meigetsu was taken aback, clearly thinking that Ling Zhenfei was right.
"Then, sir, do you have any good ideas?"
Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this, put your heart at ease, don't worry, this matter isn't as terrifying as you think. Watanabe Kazushi's poison has seeped into his bones and cannot be cured overnight."
"But as long as you clear out the poison, with Watanabe Kazushi's strength, he has already regained a lot, it's really very dangerous."
"Someone of his age, who has been fighting the virus in his body for more than a decade, with his Northern Spiritual Energy depleted, what threat could he pose?"
Ling Zhenfei was rather dismissive; perhaps Watanabe Kazushi had his days of glory in the past, but now he's merely an old man with only Early Zhiyi Boundary strength, hardly a threat.
But Hoshino Meigetsu was very agitated: "Mr. Ling, you don't understand, Watanabe Kazushi is very terrifying, it's not as simple as you think."