C268 Curvature of the Brainwashed Brain

"Hall Master, what do you mean?" The protector walked over and asked while looking at Ning Qingxue with suspicion.

Ning Qingxue did not speak, she only took out a bottle of medicine and looked at the pastry in front of him, and poured all of the medicine into it. It was colourless and tasteless, so it could be said that no one could tell.

The Protector's eyelids twitched