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Chapitre 40

Inside the room, besides Bai Xiaosheng, who was pale and looked like a puppet, there was another person sitting behind Bai Xiaosheng, using his internal energy to expel the poison and heal his wounds.

"Come down." The person didn't look up, but still threw a sentence in her direction.

Pang Wan was startled and bit her lower lip.

"You really don't want to see him?" The person asked with their eyes closed, murmuring, "Wanwan?"

Pang Wan had no choice but to fly down – in terms of martial arts, if she were Sun Wukong, then the man would be the Buddha, who knew her every move perfectly, and she had no chance of escaping.

Only after the other party had completed a full set of mental techniques, meditated, circulated his energy, and calmed his mind did Pang Wan hesitantly approach.

—Using internal energy to heal injuries is when all masters are most vulnerable to injury, and also when they are most likely to suffer from qi deviation. She still tries to avoid suspicion.

Watching her hesitant figure, Gu Xiju smiled faintly, her posture resembling a splash of ink on a green mountain.

"Where have you been all this time?" He stood against the wind, his eyes showing no reproach, only a bottomless abyss.

“…Just browsing around.” Pang Wan scratched her head, somewhat dejected—this shouldn’t be the case. They say enemies are especially hostile when they meet, and she thought Gu Xiju would at least yell at her and glare at her, but she never expected that he would remain as calm and gentle as ever.

Gu Xiju nodded, seemingly having no intention of asking further questions.

“A lot has happened while you were away.” He lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

Pang Wan opened her mouth as if to ask a question, but swallowed the words back—"It has nothing to do with me," she replied haughtily and stiffly.

Gu Xiju looked up at her and smiled silently.

"You're right, it really has nothing to do with you." He sighed again, and just sat there quietly, saying nothing more.

The sky outside the window was just about to lighten, and the mournful crowing of a rooster could be heard from afar.

"If you don't mind, I can take a look at his injury."

Pang Wan glanced at the ashen-faced man on the bed, revealing two sharp white teeth.

Gu Xiju stared at her intently, a fleeting, intense light flashing in his eyes.

"You know medicine?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

Pang Wan shook his head: "I only know a little about poisons."

—Since Bai Xiaosheng was poisoned by the Moon Worship Cult, she should know exactly what kind of poison he was poisoned by. As for whether it can be cured, it depends on whether the medicinal herbs in this manor are available.

Gu Xiju hesitated for a moment, then finally got up and made way for her on the edge of the bed: "Then I'll leave it to you."

After examining Bai Xiaosheng's injuries, Pang Wan's expression turned serious.

This peculiar poison resembled the "Ulan" she had learned about in her "Poison Your Whole Family" class. This poison was specifically applied to bleeding wounds, causing the victim's skin to first turn blue and then black, eventually leading to death from festering sores all over the body. However, Bai Xiaosheng's current symptoms were far more severe than what she had learned, with his face turning blue and his forehead turning bluish, and black blood continuously flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Is there an antidote?" Gu Xiju asked anxiously from the side.

“…I’m not sure,” Pang Wan told the truth. “He may be suffering from multiple poisons, which would be very complicated to cure.”

Gu Xiju took a deep breath.

“However, I have a Powerful Overlord Pill here, which can delay the onset of the poison.” Pang Wan took out a small pill from her waist and put it into Gu Xiju’s hand, her eyelashes slightly lowered. “As for whether to feed it to him, that’s up to you.”

Gu Xiju took the pill and glanced at Pang Wan with a dark and ambiguous look in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he put the pill into Bai Xiaosheng's mouth.

After taking the Powerful Overlord Pill, Bai Xiaosheng fell into a deep sleep, his breathing steady and clear.

“Your thoughts are more complicated than before,” Gu Xiju said suddenly, gazing quietly at the person on the bed.

Pang Wan touched his nose and gave an awkward smile.

"Still blaming me?" he asked again, his voice low, as if talking to himself.

"I wouldn't dare." Pang Wan smiled—she was telling the truth, so why blame her? The alliance leader has his own stance, which she can never change. As long as she stays far away and minds her own business, that's enough.

Gu Xiju's brows furrowed slightly, almost imperceptibly.

“Every country has its laws, and every family has its rules. I was just following the rules that day,” he added, sounding slightly tired.

“I didn’t say anything.” Pang Wan looked at him with some surprise. “Why does the Alliance Leader need to explain?”

This obvious aloofness and heavy guardedness finally made Gu Xiju's lips curl up slightly.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Seeing that Bai Xiaosheng had no adverse reaction, Pang Wan bowed to Gu Xiju and turned to take his leave.

"Where are you going?" Gu Xiju asked from behind.

"I call the world my home." Pang Wan turned her head to him and made a face—of course she didn't call the world her home; it was just an excuse.

"...Stay here for now and help me take care of the strategist." Gu Xiju closed his eyes, a layer of weariness covering his face. "I need someone who understands poisons to stay here."

Pang Wan shook his head directly: "I really can't cure his poison. You should ask Miss Fei Feng from the Tang Clan for help." It's possible that even the head of the Tang Clan can't cure this poison! In that case, we'll have to trouble the people from Medicine King Valley to come out of the mountains.

Gu Xiju's lips curled up again.

"You're just leaving like this? Aren't you going to pack your things yourself?" He opened his eyes and looked at her very gently.

--pack!

Pang Wan then remembered her real purpose for sneaking into the manor at night, and quickly stretched out a hand to him: "Where did you hide my package?" There was a thousand taels of silver in it!