Pondering for a moment, to no avail.
He looked at Mo Tian, thinking that he would need Mo Tian in the future and couldn't afford to anger him.
He hurriedly apologized, saying, "I'm really sorry, I misunderstood you just now."
Mo Tian looked at Yuan Zhang, his pupils contracting slightly; this person was ruthless, not someone to forge deep ties with.
He made up his mind never to concoct pills for Yuan Zhang again.
He swung his sleeves and was about to leave.
Seeing this, Wen Zhang, with a smile on his face, quickly blocked Mo Tian: "I currently have swelling poison in my body, do you have a way to resolve it?"
Mo Tian's eyes turned; this guy just tried to kill him, and now he expects him to cure the swelling poison? Absurd!
But since this person is going to compete with Wang Ye in a duel three days later, an idea struck him.
This method would allow him to win the contest and also suffer the backlash of the medicine afterward.
