"Frost poison... it's truly impossible to completely eradicate, right?"
Looking at Lu Chuan's expression, Kong Zhaozhao sighed quietly, "I can feel it; although the frost poison is suppressed temporarily, its effects have already taken root deeply.
The day you leave will most likely be the day I die, won't it?"
"Actually, it's not entirely hopeless..."
Lu Chuan mumbled something vague, which Kong Zhaozhao couldn't catch clearly, and she asked, "What did you say?"
"I said, at least before I leave, you'll be safe and sound. At worst, before I leave, I could give you a swift end to spare you from the frost poison's suffering."
"This... could be considered a good plan."
Kong Zhaozhao pursed her lips and withdrew her heated palm, continuing, "Lu Chuan, I've thought through the issue from that day."
"What issue?"
