Leng Yijian asked with confusion on his face.

"Master Leng, you don't know something, that Tang Fan is about to buy this pill to deal with you!"

"What? How could he..."

"Hall Master Leng, listen to me, this matter..."

Elder Lu then told the whole story.

"So that's it!"

Leng Yijian frowned slightly and thought: "It seems that Tang Fan is throwing his weight behind the wall!"

"If the efficacy of this elixir is real, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Hall Master Leng, so we..."

"Two elders, thank you very much! However, I think that although this elixir is well-known, it is probably exaggerated. I don't believe it is really that powerful?"

Elder Lu said: "Hall Master Leng, the person who hurt me seems to be very accomplished in alchemy. From our analysis of his attitude, the efficacy of this elixir should be real!"

Leng Yijian nodded slightly and said: "You go back to recuperate first, and leave the rest to me. I'll discuss it with the sect master..."

"Pity my senior brother, he was tricked by that kid!"

Elder Lu never expected that he would stumble because of his carelessness.

He has not yet doubted Tang Fan's identity. If he knew that Tang Fan deliberately spared his life to inform Leng Yijian, it would probably be even more painful.

Tang Fan's move was exactly Jiang Qian's plan to steal the book.

When Tang Fan returned to the Widow's Building, it was already dawn, and he happened to bump into Yao Ming, who was returning bent over. His eyes were as red as spitting fire, and his expression was extremely painful.
Chapter completed!