970 The Only One Left

"Alright, I'll get to it at once," Miao Qingfeng said.

"Interesting. Who's the one actually good enough to take care of a bug curse from the village?"

Other than the people from the village and Wu San, whom he should have probably called Uncle, he was unable to think of anyone capable enough to do so. It was a difficult curse. Only those who had been in contact with it would have known just how terrifying and difficult to cure such curses were.

"Who could it be?" He was feeling rather eager to find out. More precisely, he wanted to get to know someone who could be a good friend to have.

He quickly arranged for someone to go to Tianjin and continue watching that old friend of his thousands of miles away.