Looking at these terrifying scars, Ye Fan said, "I know what caused your scars. It's the aura of the Dead Spirits here, the resentment, and the curses!"
"Indeed, it's horrific, but I'm confident I can cure it!"
"What?"
Fu Shen was shocked, as were Mu Chen Dong and Wu Fa. They were astounded that it *could* be cured. If so, they would no longer need to be so on edge here.
Ye Fan said, "I can cure it, but I need time for research. Give me five days, and I will develop the medicinal ingredients to heal the scars!"
"If I can't cure it, I am willing to be punished!" Ye Fan spoke decisively.
"Young friend, there's no need to punish yourself. We have grown accustomed to it, so just do your best. If you can't develop the medicine, we won't be angry," Fu Shen said rationally. "Nor will we blame you!"
Ye Fan nodded, then turned to Mu Chen Dong and Wu Fa. "You two, come and assist me!"
