Li Qingmu's figure stiffened slightly, and the words echoing in his mind before were like a spell, making his breath a bit rapid.
But after experiencing so many things, he had long since learned to restrain his thoughts, and would not easily reveal them.
He immediately resumed his previous clueless look and gazed at the Lord State Preceptor.
"Does National Master You know what poison I was exposed to before?"
You Su smiled gently, "A strange poison crafted from seven poisonous flowers and seven poisonous insects in combination; because the types were so numerous and complex, it took me quite a while to prepare the antidote."
"Thank you, Lord State Preceptor, for your trouble."
"Haha, it's a small matter!"
You Su stroked his beard and laughed, then exchanged a glance with Rong Si.
Rong Si nodded slightly, got up, and gently pulled Li Qingmu's hand, looking at him with concern, "My son, these years you have suffered outside, do you want to follow your mother back to Daliang?"
