As for the large yellow dog with a fierce look in its eyes, Xia Liu was unmoved.
With just a glance, he almost scared the dog to wet itself.
In the end, it descended from the chair with its tail down.
Avoiding eye contact with Xia Liu, for fear that its soul would be shaken again.
Xia Liu showed no interest in that chair.
He was contemplating how to deal with the failed pills Du Yan had entrusted to him today.
After Xiao Ling left last night, Xia Liu extracted the three poison pills he had swallowed into his stomach.
While Xia Liu was daydreaming, the door suddenly opened.
It was Xiao Ling, walking out holding a porcelain plate.
On it were five pills.
They were all normal pills with a yellowish hue.
And there was some fragrance to be found on them.
"Try these, apprentice, and tell me the changes in your body."
As she spoke, a hint of reluctance flashed across Xiao Ling's eyes.
Medicine is three parts poison.
