"This isn't something that you should worry about," Leng Changxi turned sideways and said to Lu Wuyi, "Your only tasks are to make poison and antidote."

"Do you really think that there is a mystery tribe in the dangerous Yeren Valley?" Lu Wuyi raised his tone, "All I can see are snakes and beasts here, but no traces of human beings."

The chilly wind in the night made Lu Wuyi sneeze. Somehow, he felt like there were eyes looking at him in the dark, demon-like eyes. ...