Shen Lang glanced at the Black and White Qi that flashed and vanished in his hand. The corner of his mouth curled up as he said, "There's no need to wait and gather materials for an antidote to the Black Crow Witchcraft. I've already found a way to completely resolve this problem."
Flower Soul was overjoyed. "Really? Then my lady won't have to suffer from the pain of the Black Crow Witchcraft anymore? ...Yes! I'll send a messenger at once!"
The moment she finished speaking, a shower of petals rained down from the sky, and Flower Soul vanished.
Shen Lang scanned his surroundings and said calmly, "I have some personal business to attend to. I'll find you all afterward; there are some things I need to tell everyone."
Without waiting to see their reactions, Shen Lang turned to Shui Qingwu in the pavilion and said, "Would you mind preparing a quiet room for me?"
"It's already been prepared for you," Shui Qingwu said with a radiant smile. "Follow me."
