In Meng Yuexue's cottage.
Wang Anfeng held a cup of hot tea in his hands, his fingers caressing the porcelain, as he slowly said,
"That's the situation."
"Although I can't determine the exact poison afflicting Brother Chuan, Wind Character Tower at Fufeng Academy ranks tenth in the world for its collection of books, just below those legendary nine places. It surely contains records related to Brother Chuan's symptoms, which will allow us to treat him accordingly."
Meng Yuexue nodded and looked toward Chuan Lian on the bed.
The young man still appeared frail, but having witnessed today's events, Meng Yuexue's heart was now filled with hope, and saving her senior brother seemed no longer an unreachable fantasy.
One day, we will reintroduce Pharmacist Valley to Jianghu.
Wang Anfeng watched the slight brightness in Meng Yuexue's eyes, reached into his robe and his wrist's Buddha Beads shimmered briefly before he pulled out a wooden plaque.