"What?"
Hou Qi cried out, nearly jumping to his feet. "Senior Brother Qin, are you insane? Those insects in that godforsaken place..."
Wu Yuanji, however, looked surprised, and the copper coins he had been rolling between his fingers came to a stop.
Qin Xuan offered no explanation. "My mind is made up. The Southern Border may be perilous, but that doesn't mean there isn't a sliver of a chance for survival. However, this journey requires careful planning."
The Gu Insects are insidious, but perhaps that very insidiousness provides an opening to exploit.
'Xiong Hanshan's ancient corpse is immune to common Gu poisons. It might have a unique use here.'
The words had barely left Qin Xuan's mouth when Hou Qi nearly leaped into the air.
"Senior Brother Qin, reconsider!"
He anxiously grabbed Qin Xuan's sleeve, then hastily let go and lowered his voice.
