Corpse Recovery Diver

The two people from the Corpse Gu Sect downstairs aren't clear about the identity of this group of youths, but Zhao Yi's group is aware.

No matter how fallen the Dragon King family is, it's still the Dragon King family, and it's two families combined. Even if the members are few, those who remain are not to be trifled with.

Take last time, for instance, when the young master's head had to bow in apology to them, enduring three cuts and six holes, not daring to be vague, nor even daring to ask family members to intercede.

"Sir, the medicine is ready."

"Mm, give it to me."

Mr. Tian wanted to lean over and whisper to Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi raised his hand: "Speak your mind, Brother Yuan isn't an outsider."

Zhao Yi thought: This foolish old man, did he forget this guy has excellent hearing? Whispering to me, however softly, is like holding a loudspeaker next to this youth's ear.

Mr. Tian's face was twisted with concern, unsure of how he should express it. In the end, he could only squeeze out:

"I'm afraid the medicine is bitter, should we get some sugar to go with it?"

Zhao Yi glanced at him and said again, "Say what you were going to say and don't hold back."

Given a clear order, Mr. Tian said, "That person who brought them in seemed unusual. The two from the Corpse Gu Sect were already kneeling before him."

"Oh, I understand." Zhao Yi waved his hand.

Mr. Tian, wiping his sweat, left the room.

Zhao Yi picked up the spoon to feed Li Zhiyuan medicine, Li Zhiyuan cooperated and drank it.

When he was finished, Li Zhiyuan smiled.

He remembered the scene when Alii fed him medicine.

Back then, he was blind due to exhaustion, and every morning, Alii would bring the medicine cooked by Aunt Liu to feed him, accidentally spilling the whole bowl on his head.

"Brother Yuan, what's making you smile?"

"Just recalling some happy times from before."

"It's the person who used to feed you medicine, right?"

"Mm."

Zhao Yi stood up, walked to the basin, washed his hands, and took a towel, wiping them as he walked back.

"When coming over, I heard cries for help coming from the earthen building. I couldn't resist breaking the Array; those two told me the village was full of ghosts and escaped up the mountain."

Li Zhiyuan nodded at this.

Zhao Yi intentionally let them leave and likely followed them to find that Zhaojun Temple on the mountain and discovered the cracked but empty stone tablet.

"Brother Yuan, it was my oversight. I really didn't expect you to set up such a simple Array. If it had been slightly more complex, I wouldn't have dared to break it directly."

"Mm."

"But Brother Yuan, I really admire you. I hurried along the clues to get here, only to find I was a step too late. The wave meant to be completed by us jointly was single-handedly completed by you.

Now, all I can do is clap for you, Brother Yuan.

Not only did I miss out on the soup, but I also have to anxiously prepare for the next wave."

Li Zhiyuan looked at Zhao Yi, and Zhao Yi looked back at Li Zhiyuan.

Then Zhao Yi squatted down, leaned closer, and said to Li Zhiyuan:

"The Corpse Gu Sect are curious about hunting strange corpses, they may have a sect but not a mountain gate; internal strife and mutual harm are their norms.

No mountain gate means no worries. They're a bunch of lunatics, daring to do anything, fearing nothing.

Brother Yuan, if I take my people and leave directly, leaving those two behind, what do you think they'll do?

Whatever they do, it won't concern me."

As he spoke, Zhao Yi leaned in closer, his face almost to Li Zhiyuan's ear, and whispered:

"I bet that person downstairs is bluffing as an expert."

Li Zhiyuan's expression remained calm, saying indifferently:

"Place your bets and hands off. You only have one chance to wager."

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Don't worry, there's another chapter during the day, making up the word count for today.