"Hailiris, you are so naive to believe such a smooth-talking liar! Please use your brain and think seriously; as the saying goes, prescribe the right remedy for an illness. If he doesn't even know what poison your grandmother has, how can he possibly cure her?"
Hai Qingcheng said passionately, "You're still a child, and some things you think about too simply. Although certain people may look like good people, in reality, they are all calculating scoundrels!"
As he spoke, he pointed at Zheng Ming and said, "You say, are you deceiving everyone!"
Zheng Ming stood calmly with his arms folded. To him, treating Hailiris's grandmother was merely because he took pity on Hailiris.
If it weren't for this disciple, even if someone like Hai Qingcheng kneeled at his feet, he would be too bothered to care.
As for those Martial Artists of the Merman Clan, he didn't even regard them. If they went too far, Zheng Ming would naturally show them why flowers are so red.
