"I'm telling you, without my antidote, you might as well get ready to become a sleeping man, heh heh heh," Shangguan You laughed wickedly. "Sleeping man" actually meant "Sleeping Beauty"—to fall into a deep sleep—but she hadn't clarified. So, when she finished speaking, all the men present drew a sharp, cold breath. Even Ye Sanshao, who had been hiding outside the door, felt a headache coming on. This girl is getting more and more wicked, even thinking of such methods, he thought.
"You... you!" Zhuge Ao's forehead streamed with cold sweat, partly from the intense pain in his body and partly from being shaken by Shangguan You's words. Sleeping with men? he reeled. He only liked women, not men! So, he automatically assumed the poison Shangguan You had used on him was an aphrodisiac.
