Thinking of this, Zhan Beilie pondered over a particular matter and tentatively asked, "Miss Qu, do you think the issue with the Soul Reviving Pill can be resolved?"
"The one who can resolve it hasn't woken up yet." Qu Tan'er took a sip of the fine wine. She wasn't typically a heavy drinker, but Zhan Beilie had offered her an exquisite brew from who knows where, more to please her, perhaps even to keep her there. It suited her taste perfectly. Besides, there was also a kind of roast meat, very fragrant and crispy.
Zhan Beilie was troubled, "Then... when exactly will they wake up?"
"Today."
"Ah?!" Zhan Beilie was taken aback, certainly not expecting that answer.
At this point, Qu Tan'er stared at Zhan Beilie, examining him closely, "Could it be... you took it?"
Zhan Beilie's expression became defeated, his silence was almost an admission.
