The Book Chamber

Lü Mian and Deng Yuanlei were standing at the door, each wielding an exquisite sword. One of them looked dead and the other delighted.

Han Fen didn't sense danger and happily said, "We meet again. Eek, why's your waist fatter?"

Deng Yuanlei slightly flushed – he had looted plenty of treasure on his way here, then sternly said, "You're a disciple of the Waning Moon Hall, Han Fen, so step aside. The Qingcheng Sect and the Dragon King are going to fight to the death."

It was only now that Han Fen did a double-take. "That's so strange. How have you both regained your powers? Was it because Indra Fragrance shouldn't be used concurrently with the paralytic powder? I'll have to tell the Master Commander."

Old Man Mu gave a long sigh. "I haven't recovered yet. Old Deng, Junior Lu, you… Did the Khan hide some antidote in this mausoleum?"