The disciples of the Long family, who were still lying on the ground and wailing in pain, didn't notice what Lu Zijia said.
Perhaps even if they noticed it, they wouldn't dare to take it to heart. After all, those words were really a bit scary.
"Let's go," Lu Zijia said to the man next to her.
Without the amulet, Long Yuanzhi would probably die under the revenge of the dozen or so female ghosts soon.
As for the twenty or so disciples, they had suffered extremely serious internal injuries. If they didn't have pills to treat their internal injuries, they definitely wouldn't be able to recover within the next three to four years.
It depended on whether the higher-ups of the Long family were willing to take out more than twenty pills to treat internal injuries at once.
If the higher-ups of the Long family couldn't bear to part with the pills, there would probably be a good show to watch.
