Another kind of poison?
Zhen Xiuming, feeling a bit depressed from being called a fool, was taken aback and immediately went to check the little guy's pulse, but after some time, he still found nothing.
Wuyou Sanren stroked his beard, which concealed his face, and said, "That snake venom is mixed with a poison from a strange flower. This flower grows in the highest mountain rock of the snowy mountains. It's hard for ordinary people to find it, and its poison is colorless and tasteless, undetectable by most people."
The old Taoist seemed a bit smug, but Zhen Xiuming wasn't dissatisfied at all. He indeed heard about such a flower, but he never expected that he'd encounter it today.
"Does the gentleman have a way to cure the poison?"
Ran Qing and Xia Geng were more worried about their son's safety. Since the cause was found, the next step was to detoxify.
However, their hopes were about to be dashed.
