“After Qixing finished speaking, without caring about anything else, he quickly turned to Nie Wuming and said, ‘No need for a discount from you, I’ll pay full price, give me the antidote immediately!’
Ye Wanwan: ‘No buying! Even if you buy, I won’t take it!’
Beidou: ‘Feng Jie, don’t even think about it. Not taking the antidote… How could that cure the curse? The kind of face-saving cure you want simply doesn’t exist! You might even die faster!’
Ye Wanwan: ‘I won’t take it!’
For a moment, the situation was at a standstill. It was only until now that the Elder’s eyes shifted, and he calmly said, ‘My esteemed lord, if you don’t take the antidote, Shura Lord will also die. Death can be as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather. Can you bear to watch a beauty die with you?’
After the Elder’s words fell, Ye Wanwan was stunned…
Indeed, after this curse takes effect, both of them would die together.
And the death would be agonizing, with sores and blood flowing from seven apertures…
Now there was less than two hours left, and given Si Yehan’s wicked nature, by the time he’d agree to detoxify with her, the grass on their graves might have grown a foot tall.
The Third Elder echoed, ‘Leader, considering how beautiful Shura Lord is, can you bear to let her die so miserably?’
Beidou: ‘Yeah, yeah…’
Touching the school tablet in her arms, Ye Wanwan struggled for three seconds before finally saying, ‘Nie Wuming, give me the antidote.’
Great!
Indeed, one must target Feng Jie’s weaknesses!
Behind a tree, Lin Que also breathed a sigh of relief. ‘Thank goodness, this guy is finally willing to take the medicine. It would have been over if he took it earlier…’
On the other side, after Ye Wanwan agreed, Nie Wuming swiftly took out the antidote and handed it over.
Ye Wanwan received a small bottle of emerald green liquid, pouring out a white jade-like pill. She looked at Nie Wuming seriously and said, ‘You promised half price, didn’t you?’
Nie Wuming covered his face, ‘My dear sister, you’re still bargaining at a time like this!’
Ye Wanwan: ‘Just tell me if you’re selling it at half price or not!’
Ye Wanwan’s face darkened, almost as if she would rather die than not have it if he didn’t sell it to her.
For the first time in his life, Nie Wuming felt like he’d met his match, ‘Fine, I’ll sell it! Half price to you!’
Only then was Ye Wanwan satisfied, albeit reluctantly taking the antidote.
Was there anyone more unfortunate than her?
She had actually ended up in a situation where she had to take an antidote…
Time passed minute by minute.
‘Feng Jie, how do you feel?’ Qixing nervously asked, while everyone else anxiously watched Ye Wanwan’s reaction.
Nie Wuming casually patted his chest and said, ‘Hey, you all can relax. After taking this antidote, the curse will definitely be lifted. Within a minute, the curse will be gone!’
Qixing glanced at the time on the phone.
One minute, usually very fast, felt extremely long at this moment.
Ye Wanwan sat on the chair, quietly waiting for the antidote to take effect.
After a while, it was almost time.
Nie Wuming smiled and asked, ‘Little sister, how do you feel physically? Are you feeling better? More awake? Are the bloodlines on your body gone?’
Ye Wanwan remained silent for about ten seconds…
‘Nie Wuming, are you kidding me?!’ Ye Wanwan’s head felt like it was about to explode, veins popping on her forehead. ‘More awake my foot! My mind is full of him!’
Was this “him” referring to… Shura Lord?
Or that vinegar factory boss?
Or the head of the Si family?
Beidou looked very puzzled.”