C17

With an ugly expression, Lin Qing coldly said, "Just what kind of poison is this pill? You should at least tell me, right?" "Also, when will Deputy Sect Master Zhao prepare to remove this poison?"

"Hehe …" As long as you take the antidote I gave you every half month, you'll be fine. If you don't drink it on time, hehe … "You know the consequences." Zhao Hu's voice was warm, but when it entered Lin Qing's ears, it had already changed.

Lin Qing forced a smile, but didn't protest in the end.

"You will rejoice over your choice today. Alright, it's already late. I won't disturb you any longer …" Zhao Hu stood up and lightly patted Lin Qing's shoulder. With a warm smile, he walked out of the room.

Lin Qing's body stiffened and remained motionless. A trace of aura of death appeared in his eyes as he looked at the room with an unsightly expression.

Suddenly, three black shadows descended from the rafters. They were all dressed in black, and their bodies emitted a thick killing intent. Their eyes were extremely cold. One glance was enough to tell them that they were cold-blooded and merciless assassins.

The three black shadows turned around and coldly stared at Lin Qing, as if a fierce beast was waiting to devour him. Only after a long time did the black shadow turn back and follow Zhao Hu.

It was only when she was sure that the black figure had left did Lin Qing slump back into her seat. Unknowingly, her entire body was drenched in cold sweat.

After a long time, he finally gave out a long sigh and stopped talking.

Lin Qing was lying on her bed, sweating profusely. Suddenly, she abruptly opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with confusion and fear.

It had been almost three years since she last dreamt. Last night, Lin Qing had had a dream, and the dream was still that dream, but the feeling became clearer and clearer. Lin Qing could feel that there was something slowly awakening within her body, as if once this thing awakened, her life would experience a tremendous change.

After a long, long time, Lin Qing finally woke up from her dream. She put on some clothes and quickly walked towards the Tiger Gang encampment.

In the time it takes to have half a cup of tea, Lin Qing's figure had appeared near the Tiger Gang encampment.

"Greetings Branch Chief Lin." The two minions from the Tiger Gang saw Lin Qing from a distance and tried to curry favor with her.

If it was in the past, Lin Qing would politely reply. But today, Lin Qing wasn't in the slightest bit of mood as she quickly entered the encampment.

Seeing Lin Qing's hurried manner, the two minions of the Tiger Gang were somewhat puzzled. However, to the minions of the lowest level, the Branch Lord was already a great character. They didn't feel any discomfort from Lin Qing's actions, just a little unaccustomed.

Not long after, Lin Qing rushed to the door of the Tiger Gang Leader Ye Liangchen's room. As she approached the door, Lin Qing suddenly stopped in her tracks. She struggled for a moment before coming to a stop.

He took a complicated glance outside the door before letting out a long sigh. Shaking his head, he turned around and left in the end.

"Even with the help of fate, I have already repaid everything I owed in three years. I have no reason to give up my life for you, not to mention that you are no longer the you of back then, and I am no longer the me of three years ago …" Lin Qing muttered from the corner of her mouth as she left even faster.

As Lin Qing's figure left, two young girls in a tall yard near Ye Liangchen's room, whose clothes were half untied, came out with a seductive scene. Each of them held a small fan in their hands, gently waving the pages of the fan.

Suddenly, the faint sound of footsteps could be heard approaching. It was a servant wearing a felt hat.

Zhao Hu, who was enjoying it with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the two young girls that were radiating boundless energy. He gently waved his hand and said, "You may leave."

"Yes, Master." A voice as light as an oriole came out from the two green mouths. With a slight bow, they revealed a large portion of their tender and fair skin before slowly walking away.

The attendant who had just walked in saw what had happened and could not help but feel his throat twitch. However, as if he was afraid of something, he quickly lowered his head.

"What's going on?" Zhao Hu flicked a glance at the attendant, causing his heart to skip a beat.

"Master Ling, Helmsman Lin just stayed outside Sect Leader Ye's room for a long time, but he did not enter." The servant did not dare to slight him and respectfully replied.

"Yes, I understand. You may leave." Zhao Hu pondered for a moment before waving his hand and speaking plainly.

"Yes, Master." The attendant did not dare delay any further, bowing respectfully before leaving.

Zhao Hu pointed a finger at his chin and sneered. He then closed his eyes again, as if this matter was just a small interlude.

Lin Qing was walking on the road, completely unaware that her every action was being monitored by someone. If she knew about this, she would probably have a completely different mindset.

Soon, Lin Qing arrived at the entrance of the Tiger Gang's hidden study room. This was a place that Lin Qing loved to visit. In these three years, Lin Qing was extremely familiar with this place.

Standing guard in front of the library was a white-haired old man. The skin on his face was tightly creased, and the passage of time had undoubtedly shown itself on this old man.

"Qing Zi is here to look for a book again. What kind of book do you want to read this time? How's the understanding of your talent from last time?" The white-haired old man looked at Lin Qing and revealed a gentle smile, as if he was looking at his young self.

"En, Old Book, I have finished reading the innate talent manual. However, there are some things that I still cannot understand completely. As for this book, I would like to find some books on poisons, I don't know …" Lin Qing gently smiled as she said.

Regardless of whether it was his knowledge level or his foresight, Lin Qing respected him greatly. It was said that when he was young, he was also a talented warrior, but it was a pity that he had been set up by people.

"The 'Classic of Talent' technique may seem shallow, but it contains great wisdom and great experience. For you to be able to think about it seriously is not bad." The old man glanced at Lin Qing in surprise.

"What a pity, what a pity. If you could become a talented warrior, then your achievements would not be limited to your current abilities …" The old man seemed to have thought of something and sighed.

It was just that the Great Dao was merciless, and sometimes, one couldn't accomplish it by just effort. Thinking of this, Lin Qing clenched her fists even tighter, and the bitterness in her mouth filled her heart as she asked who she was talking to.

Would he give up? Will they compromise?

Lin Qing shook her head. It was as if she thought of her dreams, the helplessness of her cell, and her cowardice along the way. In the end, Lin Qing knew that she had not given up.

Looking at Lin Qing, the old man could not help but think of his young self. The same youthful ambition, but a cruel reality. In the end, it still pressed down on his spine.