"I know a little." Feng Jiu said. She glanced at him: "Haven't I already said this?"
Guo Xinning's eyes moved slightly. She had indeed told them, but no one had believed her. Now, he couldn't help but had a little hope.
"Can you heal First Elder's injuries?"
The corners of Feng Jiu's mouth twitched: "It's not a matter of whether I can heal him or not, it's a matter of whether I want to heal him or not."
Upon hearing this, Guo Xinning pondered inwardly: "So are you willing to heal him?"
"Your First Elder is already a dying man, he was to begin with! It depends on my mood. If you want me to heal him now, you will have to give me something just as valuable in return." She looked at Guo Xinning, her eyes narrowed: "Is the life of your First Elder precious?"
