Madman Senior came forward and tried to talk to Feng Yunche. "I know you have good intentions, but we can't just wait like this. If something really happens, we won't be able to bear the consequences."
Hearing this, Feng Yunche started to hesitate. He lowered his head and did not speak.
For a moment, the atmosphere was heavy.
Madman Junior tried to ease the tension. "Ah, don't argue. If there's anything, we can talk it out. Don't overthink."
"Okay. So, how are we supposed to resolve this??"
Feng Yunche was still a bit troubled.
Upon hearing Feng Yunche's words, Madman Junior also became distressed. In the end, he stuttered, "This... I... I don't know either. I can't make a decision on this matter."
"I think it's best to listen to me. Let's go in and take a look. It shouldn't interrupt Jiang Wan Ziwen's treatment," Master Long said.
"Is that so? But..."
Feng Yunche let out a long sigh. He still could not make a decision.
Just as everyone was arguing, the door was suddenly opened.
Everyone was stunned for a moment and looked at the person who had opened the door.
Jiang Ming and Jiang Wan Ziwen appeared in front of everyone.
Jiang Ming was amused. "What are you arguing about outside? I heard your commotion from inside the room."
Jiang Wan Ziwen closed her eyes tightly. It was as if she had fallen asleep. However, there seemed to be no more pimples and pustules under her veil. Her face was much clearer.
Master Murong stepped forward worriedly. "What happened to Jiang Wan Ziwen? Why does she seem to be unconscious? Why did things turn out like this? She did not even faint just now."
As they were talking, Jiang Wan Ziwen managed to wake up. She opened her mouth and asked, "Master Murong, why is everyone here?"
Her voice was a little hoarse, and her head suddenly began to hurt.
Master Murong was a little worried. "Jiang Wan Ziwen, are you alright? How are you feeling now?
Jiang Ming could tell that Master Murong was worried about Jiang Wan Ziwen.
Jiang Wan Ziwen shook her head. "I'm okay."
Jiang Ming also said, "You have just recovered from a serious illness. It's normal to feel a bit weak and experience some other side effects. When you completely recover, you won't have such symptoms."
Jiang Wan Ziwen clenched her fists and endured the pain in her head.
"She had a heart condition, and I cured it too."
Jiang Ming looked at everyone and explained.
"No way! Hereditary diseases can be treated?"
Feng Yunche was surprised.
The others had the same reaction and looked at Jiang Ming in surprise.
Ning Caichen was too powerful! This disease was not something that ordinary people could treat. He was too powerful!
Jiang Ming looked at everyone in disbelief. "Of course, but it depends on one's medical skills."
Everyone's eyes lit up instantly. They looked at Jiang Ming expectantly, making him feel embarrassed.
"Ning Caichen, who did you learn your medical skills from? How did you learn such advanced medical skills?"
Jiang Ming scratched his head and found an excuse. "I guess I learned them on my own. After watching others treat me, I emulated what they did."
Jiang Wan Ziwen coughed again. "No, I still feel weak. I need to rest."
Master Murong said hurriedly, "Ning Caichen, let's bring Jiang Wan Ziwen into the room. Don't let her catch a cold."
Jiang Ming shook his head. "No. In this situation, Jiang Wan Ziwen's room must be well-lit. There's too little light in this room. We have to find another room for her."
Master Murong's body relaxed immediately. "That's easy. Boy, go and tidy up the room in the east wing and help Ms. Jiang over."
The servant at the side quickly knelt down and said, "Yes."
As he spoke, he followed the other servants over to support Jiang Wan Ziwen.
Jiang Wan Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes.
She could finally have a good rest.
Seeing the servants leaving with Jiang Wan Ziwen, Jiang Ming could not help but sigh. "Master Murong, you treat Jiang Wan Ziwen very well even though she's not the nicest person out there."
Master Murong smiled. "Jiang Wan Ziwen is just like a little girl. I treat her like a little sister and spoil her."
"That's alright."
Jiang Ming sighed.
Master Murong coughed. "Let's go have some tea first. Now that the matter has been resolved, there's nothing else that needs our immediate attention."
Originally, he wanted to challenge Ning Caichen and the others, but now he had changed his mind.
Perhaps, he could also become friends with Ning Caichen and the others.
In this world, having more friends was beneficial.
"Let's go. We haven't even had a few sips of tea."
Jiang Ming suddenly remembered the remaining tea and turned to walk forward.
He was quite interested in the tea-pouring ritual and hoped that he could learn it later.
Back in the room, the servants continued to pour tea. Everyone watched them.
"Their tea-pouring skills are really wonderful."
Feng Yunche took the lead and started chatting.
Jiang Ming was just about to figure out how the servants poured the tea, but he remembered the letter of challenge that Master Murong had given him. He could not help but feel odd.
Why didn't Master Murong say anything about the letter of challenge?
Was he going back on his word?
Master Murong laughed. "Feng Yunche, if you'd like, you can learn how to pour tea from our family. Our family is very shrewd about these things, especially tea, so you can rest assured that we'll teach you well."
Master Murong spoke with sincerity.
Jiang Ming could not help but ask, "Let's put that aside for now. Lord Master Murong, do you still remember the letter of challenge you sent me?"
Hearing this, everyone's hearts thumped. They clenched their fists and looked at Master Murong.
Master Murong was stunned, and the crowd started to get nervous.
He coughed and took a sip of tea steadily. He put down the teacup and began to play dumb. "What letter? Didn't you come to see me?"
Jiang Ming did not know what was going on, so he didn't expose Master Murong's lies. Instead, he said, "I guess someone is trying to sow discord between us. In that case, let's not talk about the letter of challenge anymore."
Master Murong could not be more pleased with Jiang Ming's explanation. He clapped his hands and said, "Lord Ning Caichen, I think it makes sense."
Jiang Ming laughed out loud. "I see. It's good that we agree."
Master Murong held his teacup tightly and started drinking again. Then, he started to find a topic of conversation, "But do you want to stay here for a long time?"
