"If you're sick, you need treatment. As the City Lord, do you lack even this basic knowledge?"
Ye Lingyue was infuriated upon hearing this.
"I told you, no one can treat it. And do you think that as the City Lord, I haven't tried to find a way to treat it over the years?"
The Huangquan City Lord was quite agitated.
Over the years, she spent her entire fortune, searching far and wide for various elixir recipes, but none of the elixir pills were effective for her father's illness.
"Then you shouldn't have locked people up. Have you considered that if you returned even a day later, Xiao Chun and I might both have died because of your secrecy?"
Thinking of the Old City Lord's previous appearance and terrifying strength caused Ye Lingyue's scalp to tingle.
Without the Demon-binding Rope, the Old City Lord was like a wild beast that had escaped its cage.
Afraid that, in all Huangquan City, few could match him.
