Saying this, Yan Xizhao looked apologetically at Wang Tiancheng and the others.
"Brother Xu, Senior Sister Gu, please wait here for a moment. I'll be right back."
Wang Tiancheng smiled, "Junior Sister Yan, if you don't mind, we can come along. Maybe we can offer some help."
"That would be even better, but I'll have to trouble you all." Yan Xizhao didn't refuse.
Because she knew that Wang Tiancheng and Xu Niannian were both well-versed in many matters, they might indeed be able to help.
Yan Peng naturally had no objection.
The group went to the Quiet Chamber where Yan Fei was.
Upon seeing Yan Fei lying stiffly on the bed, unable to blink or speak, with only slight movement in her eyes and breath through her nostrils, essentially no different from a dead person,
even Yan Xizhao couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
"What kind of poison is this? Why is it so peculiar?"
Wang Tiancheng and Xu Niannian were equally astonished.
