Chiang Yu smiled modestly, "Miss An, you're too kind. I'm just a dabbler. However, I do have a question I'd like to ask you."
"Please, go ahead."
"Miss An, aren't you afraid I might have poisoned the refreshments?" Chiang Yu gazed deeply into An Yiqing's eyes, trying to discern any emotion other than calmness.
However, to his disappointment, An Yiqing maintained a composed and serene expression throughout; even when she heard the word "poison," her demeanor did not change.
"Mr. Chiang, it's not that I underestimate you, but so far, the only person who can poison under my nose without being detected is my master. Also, there's something I haven't told you. From the moment I entered, you've already been poisoned. If I were to die, Mr. Chiang wouldn't survive either."
An Yiqing raised her cup, smiled softly at Chiang Yu, and then drank it all in one go.
