"Just now..."
Zheng Qing's urgent, incoherent words had barely left his mouth when another voice beside him cut him off.
"Yes, that's right." Xiao Xiao's calm, clear voice interrupted the young wizard. "Thanks to Elder Attar, we just saw everything in the Illusory Dream Realm."
"Don't talk! Drink it!" The witch brought the ampoule closer, then turned to Xiao Xiao, her voice edged with irritation. "Don't talk to him!"
Xiao Xiao shrugged, looking somewhat innocent.
A few golden sparks had already spilled from the transparent liquid and vanished into thin air.
Zheng Qing's expression grew increasingly anxious.
He turned his head aside, avoiding the ampoule, desperate to tell everyone what he had seen and heard. "I saw..."
"That group led by demons, approaching Wusa City?" Xiao Xiao interrupted Zheng Qing again and added, "That's right, we saw it too. If we're lucky, we might get a bounty from the Wizards' League... if we're capable enough. I'm talking so he won't."
That last sentence was directed at Jiang Yu.
Naturally, the witch understood.
With a stony face, she grabbed Zheng Qing by the cheek, turned his face toward her, and nearly shoved the glass vial into his mouth as she shouted furiously, "Can you shut up first? Drink it!!"
Startled by the witch's fury, Zheng Qing obediently opened his mouth and drank the transparent liquid, which still glowed white. Golden sparks burst apart in his mouth, carrying a faint sweetness, like grains of millet cooked until soft.
Only then did the witch's expression ease slightly.
Zheng Qing smacked his lips. He could clearly feel a gentle, healing power spreading through his body as the liquid soaked in. From his stomach to his internal organs, then flowing through his blood vessels until it reached the very ends of his capillaries. He could