As he spoke, Sikong Jing pointed at the damaged manuals around them...
"I actually repaired more than forty percent of the damaged manuals. I've already repaired over sixty percent, but there are some things I simply don't want to hand over to Ling Dongchuan. I don't want to let you people benefit for nothing..."
The claim that the poison had been created from the damaged manuals was a lie, but everything after that was true.
Ling Yuyue's heart trembled again. Pointing wildly at Sikong Jing, she said in a shaking voice, "Y-you traitor."
He had clearly repaired more, yet refused to give it to her grandfather. This Ling Jianxing had madness and defiance carved into his very bones.
Finally...
Ling Yuyue no longer wanted to ask about such things. Instead, she cried again, "You haven't even made an antidote yourself, so why should I believe you? How am I supposed to help you? I don't have the slightest hope of surviving."
Sikong Jing smiled again at her words...
"You should have heard your alchemy masters say that they may be able to detoxify it. They just need time, right?"
As Sikong Jing spoke, Ling Yuyue's gaze froze slightly.
The alchemy masters' answer had been that they could not cure it for now, but after further research, they would surely be able to solve it. They merely needed time and medicinal ingredients to experiment with. Still, it would take at least one or two years.
How could she afford to wait one or two years?
"During that time, I'll give you my imperfect antidotes."
"They'll keep you alive..."
As Sikong Jing spoke, Ling Yuyue's eyes turned bloodshot.
She had actually considered having her grandfather directly seize Ling Jianxing and search his entire body for the antidote.
But once she learned that