Crack.
Su Ye clenched his fists.
The sight of those corpses made him want to charge in and teach the Gu Family members who abused others a lesson.
But...
In the end, Su Ye forced down his anger.
Charging in now would save only a handful of people. If he found out what was happening here, he could save more.
"A Yan, why are you just standing there?!"
The Middle-aged Man had taken a couple of steps before stopping and calling back to Su Ye.
Su Ye took a deep breath and caught up.
"Oh, something came to mind, and I got lost in thought."
"Heh, A Yan, you really are obsessed with your research. You think about it even while you walk. No wonder the elders value you so much. I admire that dedication."
The Middle-aged Man sounded genuinely impressed.
"By the way, A Yan, if you're looking for inspiration, why not visit Old Madman? I hate to admit it, but he's the most capable of these lowly slaves. When it comes to this strange illness, he's the only one who can do much about it."
As he spoke, the Middle-aged Man led Su Ye toward a room.
Knock, knock, knock.
He even knocked with a hint of respect.
"Come in."
An aged voice came from within.
Su Ye and the Middle-aged Man pushed open the door, revealing the room.
It was a private room with a bed, a desk, and all sorts of bottles and jars.
It looked much like a doctor's examination room.
And that was more or less its purpose.
Someone lay on the bed, silver needles inserted across his abdomen. An old man with a gaunt face and a tangled mop of white hair was removing them one by one.
"All done."
After removing the