Huang Yueli sat on the edge and listened to the conversation between the two.
She quickly analyzed the crisis Li Moying was in now based on these words.
Obviously, in order to save Li Moying, the Yunlin tribe and the Holy Phoenix tribe had already conducted a negotiation. However, the results of the negotiations were very unsatisfactory. The Holy Phoenix tribe even said that the Yunlin tribe attacked their god-level genius first. …
These words were obviously made up by Huang Sanbai.
It's really hard for this old and immortal person to come up with such a vicious lie. It turns out that this old and immortal person is a thief.
Now, the Yunlin tribe should have reported this unclear case to the coalition forces for a joint decision by the twelve major protoss. However, the other protoss each have their own thoughts, and it is impossible to make a fair judgment.
To put it bluntly, there are many more people who want Li Moying to die than those who want him to live...
Huang Yueli narrowed her eyes, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
She suddenly stood up, picked up the teapot on the table, and walked to the table of the middle-aged scribe and the man in green.
"You two... if you don't mind, let's share a table, right?"
The two of them were getting together, discussing in a low voice the most sensitive topic at the moment, when suddenly they heard an unfamiliar voice beside them, and they were all startled.
When he looked up, he saw that he was an unspectacular young tribal man, and he immediately frowned.
"Who are you? We are not interested in sharing a table with others! There are many seats here, you can just pick one."
Huang Yueli did not take their hostility seriously and said directly: "I just heard the two analyze the attitude of the major gods towards the Yunlin tribe's young master's injury. They really have extraordinary insights, which makes Li admire me very much!"
The expressions of both of them changed.
As an affiliated force of the Yunlin tribe, they can be said to be treasonous by saying these things!
I thought they were sitting in the corner and their voices were so soft that no one would hear them. I didn’t expect that such a young man in front of me could actually hear them
Huang Yueli smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous, you two. I have no other intentions. In fact, I just came from Tianhu Continent because I heard about the serious injury of the noble young master. I am a doctor myself. , although he is not good at academics, he is proficient in the art of poison, and he came here specially to treat Young Master Li."
After hearing this, the two people's expressions relaxed a little.
However, the middle-aged scribe still looked at Huang Yueli with a distrustful expression on his face.
"You said, you want to detoxify the young master? Just you? Let me ask you a blunt question, how old are you? How many years have you been studying medicine? Are you a spiritual medicine master? Do you know how many spiritual medicine masters read this? The young master is seriously injured, but there is nothing you can do?"
Huang Yueli curled her lips slightly, looking enigmatic.
"This... I don't need you to worry about it. Whether it can be cured or not, we will see when the time comes. However, in order to be prepared before seeing a doctor, I still have a few questions to ask you. You just need to tell me What happened recently, then... I’ll buy this pot of tea!”
Huang Yueli said, putting down the teapot in her hand.
The two of them took a closer look and both looked surprised.
The pot of tea in Huang Yueli's hand is the most expensive one in Chongzi City. A pot of low-grade chalcedony costs thousands. For ordinary warriors, it is definitely a huge amount of money that they will never earn in a lifetime.
(End of chapter)