"Fire Yang Pill? What is that?" Ling Shuya asked curiously upon hearing Ye Xiao's words.
Ye Xiao wanted to speak, but he coughed a few times due to his body's weakness. At this point, his body was truly on the verge of collapse. Without that life-saving Fire Yang Pill, nobody knew if Ye Xiao would have been a goner!
Ye Xiao was somewhat powerless, but he still managed a bitter smile and said, "Right now, I must focus on healing my wounds. Otherwise, come tomorrow, all you'll see will be my corpse."
"Ah?" Ling Shuya was greatly surprised, and it was at that moment that she realized, right, Ye Xiao was also seriously injured.
"Ye Xiao, what about my dad and the others?" Ling Shuya was a bit troubled. Ye Xiao needed to heal his wounds and it was uncertain how long it would take. What if, after too much time passed, Ling Hengyu and the rest died before Ye Xiao could recover? That would be a major problem.
