Although Healing Soul Masters possessed miraculous healing soul skills, they were not like the divine physicians of other worlds, capable of inspection, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking. Thus, they did not discover that Ye Zhou was not injured at all.
After using several soul skills on him and hearing Ye Zhou say that he had completely recovered, they smiled and withdrew, their task accomplished.
What? Ye Zhou had not been injured?
Nonsense, of course he had not!
If he did not pretend to be injured, was he really supposed to die on the same day, month, and year as 'Xue Qinghe'?
That was unavoidable. Otherwise, Ye Zhou would not even have wanted to say, 'Share blessings and hardships alike.' Just saying it made his skin crawl.
"Junior Brother, although your injuries have healed, you still need proper rest. It is already late today. Why not stay here with me tonight and return to Maoshan or the academy tomorrow morning?" Qian Renxue asked Ye Zhou with concern.
"Alright, thank you, Brother," Ye Zhou replied to Qian Renxue.
"We are sworn brothers now. There is no need to be so polite. Someone, arrange a guest room for the Marquis," Qian Renxue instructed the attendant.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Before long, Ye Zhou followed the attendant to the guest room.
Watching Ye Zhou leave, Qian Renxue only turned and headed toward the study after his figure had completely disappeared from her sight.
Entering the study, she dismissed all the attendants and shut the door.
Soon, two figures appeared before her.
"Young Sect Master." Porcupinefish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo nodded to Qian Renxue.
"Mm." Qian Renxue responded, walked over to a chair and sat down. She gestured for the two Titled Douluo to sit as well, then asked, "Has any news come from Spirit City?"