The matter was settled like this.
For the sake of convenience in treatment, Mu Chen agreed to Xin Lin's request to accommodate Murong Ziyue at the School Clinic for the next few days.
However, before leaving, Mu Chen didn't forget to threaten Xin Lin.
"Xin Lin, you better keep your word. Five days means five days, Ziyue's wasted veins will be handed over to you. If you can't treat her, I'll send her back. As for those hundred Ghostly Golden Lions, you'll have to bring them to me, even if you have to snatch them, and deliver them to Fengdong."
"Relax, five days later, I'll return to you a vibrant Murong Ziyue."
Xin Lin also assured him, pounding her chest.
Mu Chen left with Fengdong's people, and Zuo Mingshang, Little Xinzhuo, Lu Yuan and the others cheered loudly.
"Sister, luckily you came back; otherwise, we wouldn't have known what to do."
Little Xinzhuo stuck out his tongue.
