Ao Song chuckled wickedly, "The number one Yin Yang Master in Fusang, must the Yin Yang Techniques be retained by a virgin?"
Bai Ruozhu pinched her, "You're so concerned, are you afraid he won't be able to marry?"
She grinned mischievously, "Oh, Ao Song, your mind is so complicated."
Astrologer had a black line across his forehead, his ears slightly red, "Enough, both of you!"
Ao Song glared at Bai Ruozhu, who giggled sneakily, then decided to stop and listen to Zhao Shu.
"Stand up and speak first." Astrologer's expression softened slightly, seeing Zhao Shu's face covered in blood, he couldn't bear it and said to Bai Ruozhu, "Won't you give him some medicine?"
"He won't die." Bai Ruozhu smiled even more, this guy still worries about his disciple.
Despite saying that, she still tossed the medicine bottle to Astrologer.
Astrologer opened it, sprinkled some drug powder on Zhao Shu's head, and the blood stopped immediately.
"Go ahead, what actually happened?" Astrologer asked.
