Jin Wu was delighted. "I-I'm so grateful."
There were so many poisons in Zhou Zhi's body. Although he was immune to all poisons, every additional poison would harm his body. If Su Xiaolu could cure his poison, even if he was disabled, Zhou Zhi would be able to live until he was old. Only by living would he have a chance to realize his ambition.
In this world, only the divine doctors of Minggu could cure Zhou Zhi.
Su Xiaolu would definitely remember her promise. Of course, Jin Wu was happy.
"Miss Su, Minister Li and Mrs. Li have been incinerated. What do you plan to do with their ashes?"
Jin Wu asked Su Xiaolu what she planned to do.
Su Xiaolu swallowed. "Bury them one by one. It's fine as long as there are mountains between them."