"Can you cure the poison?" Birch asked hurriedly. Although he didn't particularly like Renko's ways, through Captain Baro's teachings, he understood Renko's significance and irreplaceability. Moreover, their strength was weak; if they were found, only Renko could handle the pursuers.
"Yes, little flea, can you cure the poison?" Baro also rushed over anxiously.
The little flea was silent for a moment and shook his head, "Without being able to identify the type of poison, I can't detoxify it. And even if I knew the type of poison, without the necessary antidote herbs and experimental tools, it's impossible."
"So, Mr. Renko... is beyond help?"
The little flea looked at Renko's pale face and fell silent.
Renko: "You... you're Little Flea, right? Can I also call you Little Flea? Just tell me the answer, if... if I'm going to die, at least I have time to leave some last words."
