"You know how to cure the poison?"
At once, all three of them turned their eyes on him.
Xue Qinghe's deep eyes fixed on Ling Qing as though they could see straight through him, making Ling Qing feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
"That's wonderful. Quickly, tell us how to cure it!"
"Your Highness, the cure for Mysterious Nether Absolute Powder requires fighting poison with poison, so the antidote must be formulated according to His Majesty's condition. The dosage must be controlled with absolute precision; there can't be the slightest error."
"Alright. Commander Gu, let him out."
"Yes!"
Gu Xiang hesitated for a moment, but he still opened the cell door.
For some reason, Wan Tianlin felt that Gu Xiang seemed rather strange. His earlier hesitation and his insistence on having Ling Qing tortured were not like his usual conduct. Everything he had done carried the faint impression that he did not want Xue Ye to be treated.
Things... were becoming more and more complicated...
The cell door opened, and Ling Qing walked out.
"Your Highness, let's hurry to His Majesty's side and examine the extent of his poisoning."
To be honest, Ling Qing truly did not want to remain in this dark, damp dungeon.
Who knew what kind of setting this was? Dungeons in novels were always filthy beyond belief. Couldn't they show a little humanitarian spirit and improve the prison conditions?
"Wait!"
Gu Xiang suddenly spoke, a cold glint flashing through his eyes.
"To guard against any contingencies, I'll seal your meridians first, so you won't be able to use Soul Power!"
"This..."
Wan Tianlin was about to stop him when Gu Xiang struck with lightning speed. Several dull thuds sounded, followed by Ling Qing's cry of pain, and his meridians were sealed.
"Cough, cough, cough... cough..."
Ling