Fellow Daoist Medicine Master, prepare another two beds!
Editor: Kurisu
"..." Song Shuhang.
All the cultivators he recently met had a rather eccentric personality. Why couldn't he just meet slightly normal cultivators? For example, the ones that had high integrity and bearing and didn't care in the slightest about worldly affairs!
"Hehe." The Chu Family cultivator who had a brain fade just now made a hollow laugh.
Song Shuhang sighed and used the same method on the other disciples, temporarily suppressing the effects of the poison. Next, he told them to defend the entrance of the secret room.
Since it was better for them not to get in touch with other people, it was wise to have them stay here and defend the entrance while he was out looking for help to cure their poison.
After settling the matter, Song Shuhang put the scroll on his back and headed toward the Grievance Settling Platform. Hopefully, the family leader wouldn't get a heart-attack after hearing that the 'sword technique' had been stolen...