"Master Liancheng, what do you plan to do next?" Liu Qianshui asked directly from outside the house.
"Heal."
"..."
A twitch crossed Liu Qianshui's lips.
He had seen stubborn people, but never anyone as unyielding as him.
At that moment, Mo Liancheng tossed out a small piece of white cloth from inside, densely filled with writing, along with a bag of Gold Coins, and added, "Could you help me prepare these herbs, the faster, the better."
"For healing wounds?"
"Hmm."
Liu Qianshui didn't refuse, but he pondered and asked, "If I help you, you owe me one in return. Don't forget, you still have a Blood Covenant."
"As long as I am alive, I will naturally keep my promise."
"?!" Qu Tan'er's heart ached upon hearing this.
Liu Qianshui didn't say more, calling on Little Bee, and together they left to look for the herbs.
She silently tidied up.
Seldom looking as silent and uncommunicative as she did now.
