"It's effective, truly effective."
A long illness makes a good doctor. The Blood Well Spirit Communicators have endured years of torment from Blood Well Madness, and they naturally recognize the signs. They know what sensations mark the beginning of suppressing the madness.
In Zhou Xuan's ears, he could constantly hear sighs of relief echoing around him.
"I can make everyone see more and more tattoos, which work wonders in suppressing your Blood Well Madness. But in this world, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Helping you suppress the madness naturally requires you to do something for me."
"But trust me, what I ask of you only involves utilizing your heightened perception, not putting your lives on the line."
"That… that's fair."
"As long as my madness can be cured, what's the harm in doing something?"
"Genuine assistance. It's only right to put in some effort."
The group mostly agreed with Zhou Xuan's proposition.
