After coming out of the meditation room, Lin Bing, Bai Lao and others surrounded him.

Mr. Bai couldn't bear it any longer and asked quickly:

"What do you mean? My junior uncle has given in?"

Song Rushuang wiped the sweat from her head and nodded.

"Well, the master has given a definite answer."

Anyway, the final choice is hers. As long as she thinks it is okay and is not afraid of backlash, Master Huikong will not have any objection.

After all, he did it all for Song Rushuang.

Old Bai didn't notice anything wrong.

Hearing Song Rushuang say this, he immediately said:

"No wonder, no wonder, you are indeed Xiao Qi. You were able to deal with even my erratic junior master uncle. I am truly shocked and impressed by you!"

Song Rushuang forced a smile with some difficulty.

Is this how she tries to appease others?

No.

Song Rushuang thought to herself that she was clearly ruining herself.

Anyway, the final result would not be good, so even though she knew that treating Shen Xing's leg would harm herself, she still had no intention of backing off.

Lin Bing suddenly asked:

"Xiao Qi, are you sure this won't affect you?"

For some reason, Lin Bing always felt that something was strange.

So, she was still a little worried.

Song Rushuang hesitated for two seconds and then immediately shook her head.

She had made up her mind. If Lin Bing continued to get to the bottom of the matter, she would say she was not sure.

These three words, uncertainty, can explain everything.