บท 482: The Second Crusade of the Saint Confucian Sect!

As he spoke, the First Elder tried her best to remain calm.

His performance was impeccable.

The First Elder was the Pavilion Master's most trusted person, so she nodded and picked up the bowl of porridge.

The Pavilion Master's rosy lips slowly touched the bowl.

The First Elder's expression immediately became a little nervous.

Only when the Pavilion Master slowly drank the bowl of porridge did the First Elder heave a sigh of relief.

"Lord Pavilion Master, you should rest well." The First Elder picked up the bowl and bowed.

The Pavilion Master didn't say anything and only nodded.

She was holding a newspaper in her hand, and no one knew what she was reading.

The First Elder didn't dare to stay any longer. He took the bowl and hurriedly jumped down.

The entire day, the First Elder had been feeling uneasy.

According to Elder Qu, after taking this Spirit Severing Pill, there wouldn't be any obvious symptoms.