Yun chujiu tactfully did not ask any more questions. Instead, she took out a bowl of porridge from a food box and handed it to Zhang Li.
Zhang Li was about to cramp from hunger, so he did not have the time to be unreasonable. He took it and wolfed down the porridge. Only then did he feel that he had regained some of his strength.
Zhang Li laughed bitterly at himself and said, “Although I don’t have any evidence, there is a high chance that the incident back then was related to Wan Qingbo. Moreover, I was not possessed by the devil. I was just drugged by him.”
“Then what do you plan to do, uncle-master Zhang?”
Zhang Li laughed bitterly again. “If it was my usual personality, I would have gone straight to Wan Qingbo to take revenge.