Yang Yunhai, who was in quite a good mood, smiled as well. "It's no big deal. We're comrades-in-arms, and we're good friends too. If we can cure you, our team's strength will definitely rise another level. Honestly, I'm hoping to rely on you, Yan Jie, to win the Soul Master Competition championship reward."
"No problem. If the poison in my body is cured, I'll definitely help you win the Soul Master Competition championship," Dugu Yan said readily.
With that, the somewhat heavy mood lightened considerably, and her sharp tongue began to show itself again.
"But you brat, why do you always like keeping things hidden? You should've come to me as soon as you realized I was poisoned. Then I could've called Grandpa over too, and we could've discussed it together. Maybe we would've found a solution sooner."
"Nothing else aside, but my grandpa is quite skilled at using and making poisons. He definitely could've given you plenty of ideas."
"Ahem, didn't Yan Jie and I only just know each other back then? I didn't want to be treated like a lunatic," Yang Yunhai said helplessly.
That actually seemed reasonable. Back then, they really hadn't been close. Because of Tianheng, I even snapped at Xiao Hai. Dugu Yan fell silent, deeply reflecting on her bad temper for a second before giving an embarrassed laugh. "Haha, I guess that was how it was."
Having said that, she sprang to her feet and hurriedly said, "All right, I need to go find Grandpa right away. If we're looking for those strange things, we'll have to rely on him."
"Well then, Xiao Hai—" As she spoke, she turned toward the kitchen and shouted, "Zhuqing, I'm leaving first!"
"All right, Yan Jie. Take care," Yang Yunhai said as he stood.
"No need to see