Senior Marquis

"You… you’re arguing irrationally!" Nie Fen was flustered and exasperated when he heard Duan Ling Tian’s difficult-to-refute words.

"Enough, Fen. What this little brother said isn’t without its logic." The Divine Might Marquis Nie Yuan spoke before looking over to Duan Ling Tian with a focused gaze. "Little brother, do you really have a way to cure the Dark Nether Mink’s poison?"

Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled. "Marquis, the current me doesn’t have the ability to completely cure the Dark Nether Mink’s poison within the Senior Marquis yet…"

"Humph! Father, I told you, even the Alchemist Guild’s main guild’s Guild Master was helpless against grandfather’s poison; how could a kid like him have a way?" Nie Fen’s face sank when he heard what Duan Ling Tian said.

"Fen, shut up." Nie Yuan glared at Nie Fen before gazing once more at Duan Ling Tian and asking, "Little brother, what do you mean by what you said?"