"What conditions." Mrs. Hu asked anxiously, at the moment secretly thinking in her heart that for the sake of her son, she could agree to any condition.
"I want him to worship me as a teacher." Poison Hand Medicine King pointed to Hu Fei, but in his heart is a sigh, as he grows older, in the future only rely on Ling Su alone, I am afraid that can not control that rebellious disciple.
Mrs. Hu and Song Qingshu glance at each other, secretly relieved, did not expect to be such a simple condition, which know Hu Fei but suddenly spoke: "before I worship, there is one thing must be clear."
"What is it?" The Poison Hand Pill King gave him a surprised look.
"Is the Black Death Cold Ice the stuff of the Medicine King?" Hu Fei asked word for word.
"Good, it is something I refined in my early ye
