"Come, now let's talk about what my old man An Tu, actually confided in you, shall we?" She put away the porcelain bottle, crossed her arms and looked at the good teacher, asking.
Upon hearing this, the good teacher took a deep breath.
These two really don't leave him a single bit of a way out, do they?
You know, if he confesses everything, then it would be his end. These two absolutely won't spare him.
Even if that piece of jade doesn't like his Essence Blood, he'd still die here.
"He really didn't confide anything, he just told me to hand those items over to you." He looked at Qian Jiyun, still stubbornly denying, making people want to squash him.
"You—"
An Jiuyue, in anger, took out the porcelain bottle again.
This time she directly opened the porcelain bottle and handed it to Qian Jiyun, and Qian Jiyun, without giving the good teacher a chance to react, pinched his chin and poured the poison into his mouth.
"Mmm!"
