Lin Zheyu thought to himself.
Back then, when facing the man from the Nine Nether Sect, he didn't give the opponent a chance to catch his breath.
He even constantly monitored the actions of the man in the black and red robe, concerned that the opponent might use poison. If the man reached into his robe for something, Lin Zheyu would immediately interrupt him.
Lin Zheyu recalled that he still had some elixirs at home which he had taken from the man in the black and red robe, two of which he couldn't understand.
He left them there, not discarding them.
Perhaps among them was the elixir that the man tonight consumed.
"First, change out of these clothes, find a river to wash, and remove any scents that might be on me."
Lin Zheyu mused to himself.
He didn't head towards his courtyard but instead went to a secluded forest area on the outskirts.
In a corner of the dense forest, Lin Zheyu dug up some clothes and medicinal powder from the ground.
