"I wasn't interested before, it's true, but now I've changed my mind."
As Fang Shuwen spoke, he tucked the Seven-String Ancient Chapter into his robes and turned to look at Ye Feihua.
"However, there is one thing I don't understand. I heard from Bai Liuxian and the others that Wu Lingxiao made a deal with Jinghua Pavilion, requesting that they send a physician to Flying Snow City to heal his injuries.
"So why did the life-saving physician suddenly become a life-taking assassin?"
"Hahahaha."
Before Ye Feihua could speak, Wu Changzai, who was standing nearby, suddenly burst out laughing.
"And what business is it of yours?"
"Just curious."
Fang Shuwen was truly curious.
By now, he had a pretty good grasp of the situation's general outline; it was just a few key points that were still unclear.
Since the people involved were right in front of him, he might as well ask and get a straight answer.
"So, 'just curious,' eh..."
Wu Changzai's lips curled into a smirk.
