Compared to Qin Yi's wolfing down, Yun Mengyao was eating delicately and slowly, the two forming a sharp contrast.
Soon, the two filled their stomachs.
As for the wine, neither of them touched it.
After eating, Qin Yi put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, then raised his hand to reveal a surge of Purple Light in his palm, and a drop of black liquid appeared at his fingertips.
Qin Yi casually flicked it, and that drop of black liquid fell to the ground, causing white corrosive foam to appear.
Yun Mengyao's face changed dramatically, "The food here..."
"Yes, the food is poisoned."
Yun Mengyao's delicate face turned pale.
"No worries, this poison won't act quickly, and it can't kill me. Of course, with your cultivation, it's hard to say."
Yun Mengyao stared at Qin Yi, "Did you know the food was poisoned all along?"
Qin Yi nodded.
"Then why did you eat it?"
"I was hungry! Besides, after eating, I'll just force the poison out."
Yun Mengyao: "..."
