Sweet!
Wufu shivered all over and immediately held her breath, but she saw that Chi Yi, Hoo Die, and Chi San beside her were already collapsing limply.
Her expression changed slightly, and she immediately looked at Ah Jiu, noticing his face turning a bit pale as he staggered. Meanwhile, Xiao Qi seemed fine and quickly supported him.
Wufu wrapped her mouth and face with a piece of cloth. Chi Liu, who was behind, hadn't inhaled much either and followed suit in covering his mouth and face.
"What's going on?" Yang Yibin's face drastically changed.
"Poison," Chi Liu glanced at him.
Yang Yibin jumped in shock, hastily tearing his clothes to wrap around his mouth and face, then he looked over to see Young Master Wu taking a bottle out of the big fellow's backpack.
He watched curiously as the bottle poured out black pills, which seemed to be some kind of medicine.
