He took a deep breath, then put on a bewildered expression. "What Lu Qiufeng? Who is Lu Qiufeng? Lu Qiufeng who? I'm not Lu Qiufeng. My name is... uh, Fifteen!"
The atmosphere fell into deathly silence in an instant.
Tang Liu sighed softly. "In my eyes, you don't look like that Number Fifteen. You look like your original self. In other words, Heaven-and-Earth Love-Questioning Valley's methods are useless against me now."
Lu Qiufeng's entire body stiffened.
Tang Liu smiled faintly and slowly walked over. At the same time, he made a grasping motion in the air. The next moment, a snow-white blade of grass appeared in his palm, enveloped in a faint blue-black glow.
"Don't panic. It's not like I'm going to eat you. Your wonderful captain came here specifically to help you. With your puny Soul Saint cultivation, how could you possibly defeat a Second-Level God, the God of Slaughter?" Tang Liu walked up to the utterly motionless Lu Qiufeng and said with a smile, "Come on, open up. Ah Feng, it's time to take your medicine."
Lu Qiufeng did not want to open his mouth, but the Haolan Force Field forced it open. "Ah—"
With a light wave of Tang Liu's hand, the snow-white grass wrapped in blue light immediately transformed into a mass of white medicinal liquid and fell into Lu Qiufeng's mouth.
Lu Qiufeng: "Mmph—"
The Haolan Force Field forcibly closed his mouth again, preventing him from spitting out the medicine.
A moment later, Lu Qiufeng was finally freed from the Haolan Force Field's restraints. He coughed a few times as though he had choked, then looked at Tang Liu and asked, "What was that?"
Tang Liu replied with a smile, "That was an immortal herb called Snow-colored Swan Kiss. Tang San threw it here yesterday,