"..."
This really hurt Elder Wen.
Li Tingyan touched his nose, smiling awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
Old Master Chu cautiously spoke, "Qingmu, you said you have a way to cure Nannan. What way is it?"
Wen Qingmu snorted coldly, "We're not familiar. It would be better for Mr. Chu to call me Elder Wen."
Old Master Chu sighed, "Alright, Elder Wen."
Wen Qingmu's tone improved a bit, "That day I had my people inquire about Nianyang's symptoms. I could immediately confirm that Nianyang is not suffering from puppet disease."
Chu Zhan asked, "If it's not puppet disease, then what is it?"
Wen Qingmu looked at Nianyang and slowly said, "Soul loss."
"Soul loss?"
Chu Tianming was shocked; this was too terrifying.
"Exactly." Wen Qingmu nodded, "Puppet disease causes muscle hardening and body atrophy, but obviously Nianyang's condition isn't that. However, Nianyang is unable to perceive the outside world, so I suspect it's soul loss."
