บท 893: Blackie: Is My Cooking Really That Bad?

Half a day later, the poison of the Nine Mystic Immortal Fire in Fen Yan's body was completely suppressed.

The moment Fen Yan woke up.

The Valley Master had already returned to the palace.

At first, when the Valley Master was called in by Lu Changsheng, he thought that something was wrong.

His expression was anxious and nervous.

He was even prepared for the worst.

However, when he came in, Lu Changsheng's words silenced the Valley Master.

"Yes, I'm glad I didn't disappoint you."

What?

Didn't disappoint you?

The Valley Master was stunned and asked, "It's only been half a day, right?"

Lu Changsheng nodded. "Half a day is enough."

The Valley Master asked in a daze, "Has my son's Nine Mystic Immortal Fire poison been suppressed?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the Valley Master and said curiously, "To be precise, the poison of the Nine Mystic Immortal Fire has already become a part of Fen Yan."