Upon hearing Ye Qifeng mention his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, Dugu Bo's expression abruptly changed.
How could he not know about his granddaughter's condition?
Her hair and eye colors, so different from everyone else on Douluo Continent, constantly reminded him that his granddaughter had long begun suffering the corrosion of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison.
Just as Ye Qifeng had said, he might not care about his own life or death, but he could not disregard his granddaughter's future.
Dugu Yan had only just turned fifteen. She was at the age when a girl blossomed like a flower, with a bright future ahead of her.
What was more, before his granddaughter, he had already endured the pain of a white-haired man sending off black-haired people. He absolutely did not want his granddaughter to follow in her parents' footsteps, nor did he want to taste such agony again.
It was merely a medicinal herb garden. How could it compare to his granddaughter's future?
What was wrong with giving it to the other party?
If the backlash of the poison in his granddaughter's body could truly be completely resolved, he would be willing to do anything—even submit and serve like an ox or horse.
He was willing.
As his thoughts churned, the flickering uncertainty in Dugu Bo's eyes finally vanished, replaced by resolve.
After a long silence, he ultimately nodded in agreement, though he also made a request:
"You can have the medicinal herb garden, but I need to first determine whether your method works."
Hearing Dugu Bo finally relent, Ye Qifeng was delighted. As expected, he had needed to start with Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan. His efforts had not been wasted.
As long as Dugu Bo agreed, everything else could be discussed.
Though delighted inwardly, Ye Qifeng remained composed on the surface.