Sun Shun was completely dumbfounded.
His mouth opened and closed, as though he wanted to say something.
In a short span of time, an extreme chill rose from his spine.
"Zhou... Zhou..."
Sun Shun stammered, but Zhou Zhi ignored him.
Zhou Zhi's gaze shifted slightly forward.
Of the eight Apprentice Plague Exterminators, six had died. Only two had escaped.
The remaining one would likely not have survived either if his family had not been wealthy enough to keep him in Suhui Hospital. Moreover, according to the information Aunt Mei's people had obtained, that person had remained in a deep coma, with virtually no chance of waking up.
It seemed that, based on the information from before, Sun Shun had made others pay the price in order to survive at the school.
There were similarities to Wu Ji before.
But Sun Shun and Wu Ji were also different.
Wu Ji had been in the Pestilence Zone and could only turn to Qiu Ti in search of a sliver of survival. If Zhou Zhi had been in his place, he would have done the same to stay alive.
But Sun Shun was different. He clearly knew that once Changdu's Plague Exterminators returned, the Longevity Path within the city would immediately collapse like a landslide.
And this was Changdu's home turf. In that case, the Longevity Path had methods akin to [Control], perhaps something like reciting the Longevity Sutra.
Truly terrifying.
Zhou Zhi remained expressionless as he thought.
The appearance of the Longevity Sutra had already shattered Zhou Zhi's understanding of medical arts transforming into Plague Extermination Arts, veiling his field of vision in mystery.
"Sir, should we deal with this person?"
The middle-aged man in white was one half of the couple from the inn. He bowed slightly and spoke in a