Achoo——
Xin Lin felt an itch in her nose and sneezed.
She looked at the Mystical Medicine Book in her hands. The sky had already brightened considerably. Although she endured the pain, the thought of experiencing it again the next evening made Xin Lin shiver uncontrollably.
"It seems I have no choice but to seek out the Rascal Corpse."
Despite her extreme reluctance, Xin Lin was not someone who couldn't swallow her pride.
She was still grateful for Gui Hu's secret efforts to ease her troubles.
She had been hesitating to approach Gui Hu directly, not because she was unwilling to apologize, but because she hadn't figured out how to negotiate with him yet.
The Rascal Corpse, once given an inch, would take a mile.
His help was not genuine.
He needed Fu Xi's Energy, and so did Xin Lin.
