Nian Bing said, "No need, I'm all right now. My magic power is quite full; I just need to recover a bit of physical strength. After all, we mages are not samurais."
After Rong Bing and Yi Nuo left, Feng Nu brought a bowl of congee to Nian Bing. She warmed it with her Jiu Li Douqi and fed it to him, spoonful by spoonful. Although the porridge that Feng Nu had cooked was not delicious, it was no longer poison. Suddenly, a spark flashed in Feng Nu's eyes, as if she had remembered something. While feeding Nian Bing the porridge, she suggested, "What about, I go look for that mage called Mu Jing?"
Nian Bing was taken aback and asked, "Why do you need to find her?"
"If I hurt her, you won't have to participate in tomorrow's competition, right?" Feng Nu did not want Nian Bing to risk his health. After all, Nian Bing had once killed Mu Rong and Mu Jing's servant. The siblings would absolutely show no mercy, and she was very worried about it.