Cloud Hawk Lotus Island.
Inside the Refining Workshop.
Another line of text floated up: "noble Venerable One, I am willing to demonstrate the Flower Nacre Clan's method for treating Blood Shrimp Syndrome!"
To demonstrate her sincerity, the Flower Nacre Leader made a ruthless declaration: "If it does not work, you may execute me!"
Female Mystic Master Lan Jiayao was slightly moved by this.
Cheng Han, however, remained impassive.
Through the Divine Fire Dragon's perspective, he had learned a great deal about Sea Race traditions.
Among the savage Sea Race, this sort of "if you cannot do it, then die" approach was actually quite commonplace.
In the eyes of the higher Sea Race, if the lower Sea Race could not prove themselves, they were wasting their precious time. And if they wasted their time, who else would they kill but them? Cheng Han looked at the solemn Flower Nacre Leader and asked in a lofty tone, "What is your name?"
The leader pondered for a moment. Then the grand image of lotuses blooming everywhere in the water flashed through her mind, and she respectfully answered, "In reply to the Venerable One, my name is Water Lotus."
Her true name was rather long, with more than a dozen syllables.
To accommodate the Myriad Heavens Race's customs, she had come up with this name on the spot.
Cheng Han said in an unquestionable tone, "Water Lotus, I do not have much patience. You had better immediately identify the infected people in the Refining Workshop, then cure them by the fastest means possible."
This was the most typical way the Sea Race handled matters.
Those above had never needed to be polite to those below.
"Yes!"
The leader bowed once more.
A minute later.
More than a hundred workers from the Refining Workshop stood