Chapter 397 - 267: Refining the Poisonous Black Qi

"Uncle Huang, can you recall when you fell ill?"

Ye Lingyue saw that Uncle Huang was still very weak, and couldn't ask too much at once, so she gently prodded to start with the cause of his illness.

"Gentlefolk, I'm not sick. I'm sixty-three this year and have always been hearty. I only remember sometimes being lucid, and other times being muddle-headed. As for when I turned into this state, it should have been three days ago," Uncle Huang tried hard to recollect.

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