Mu Hongxue suddenly extended her hand. On her wrist, there was a red thread.
"There's no harm in telling you. I've been afflicted by a strange poison called 'Red Thread.' When this red thread condenses in my palm, if I don't have the antidote, my life will end. The one who poisoned me wants me to steal your Leisure Cloud Valley's secret skill, or I will die."
"Now that I've said this, do you believe me?"
Wang Mu was stunned, then nodded. "If that's the case, then I believe you. At least there's a reason for it."
"Hahahaha..." Mu Hongxue was taken aback, then burst into laughter. She immediately wiped away the red thread on her wrist.
It turned out to be merely a line she had casually drawn with congealed blood.
What kind of strange poison was that?
"You brat, so you think you're clever... You really are quite clever... to see through me at a glance," Mu Hongxue laughed. "None of your senior brothers saw through it."
