"Gone?"
Qin Yanyang walked up to Yang Fei and asked softly.
Yang Fei scanned the area with his Divine Sense, nodded, and breathed a sigh of relief, "Gone."
Tong Yunshu also came over, looking at Yang Fei's pale face with concern, "Are you okay?"
Yang Fei shook his head, "I'm fine, just that negotiating with Zhou Wanqing earlier was mentally exhausting and took quite a toll on my state of mind. Plus, I've already been stretched thin fighting Mu Qingchuan and a dozen others before, if Zhou Wanqing hadn't decided to let it go, I truly wouldn't have known what to do."
He looked at the two women with concern, "How about you? Did the Heart-devouring Pill have any effect on your bodies?"
Qin Yanyang shook her head, "No major issues for now, as long as we take the antidote, our Cultivation will recover within three days."
Yang Fei was relieved upon hearing this.
He was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed, and he looked sharply into the distance.
