Xiang Lintian asked, "So how do we solve it?"
Wang Jixuan smiled without speaking and suddenly sent a light palm strike towards Xiang Lintian.
Xiang Lintian restrained his impulse to counterattack and allowed the palm shadow to push against his chest.
In a trance, he felt himself drifting backwards, experiencing a three-second out-of-body sensation before returning to normal.
Xiang Lintian shook his head, his eyes shimmering with a strange light.
"Something like this."
Wang Jixuan explained simply:
"Because you're a guest brought by Lao Fu, I've given you enough patience and promises.
"If you still don't believe... there's still some time before the effects of their medication kick in, you can bring them over, and I'll treat them."
"Alright!"
Xiang Lintian nodded immediately, "I'll contact them now, seven slots should be enough!"
The subtext of this sentence seemed to be that those who couldn't be saved wouldn't be.
The Daoist glanced at Fu Jian, who gave a slight nod.
