"The thing you put into your mouth should, of course, be taken with care."
Su Mo, holding the arm of the Qingshe Alliance Leader, slowly stood up.
Beside him, Yang Xiaoyun also stood up and quickly assembled the Dragon Abyss Spear:
"When Xiao Mo reminded me there was something wrong with the tea, I was surprised. I hadn't expected that there really was a problem. The maneuvers of the Qingshe Alliance Leader are truly unpredictable; I admire them."
"How exactly did you discover the clue?"
The face of the Qingshe Alliance Leader was filled with disbelief, to such an extent that even the severe pain in his arm was no longer on his mind.
He questioned himself, as he believed his planning had been meticulously crafted. The Sect Leader had personally instructed him, and his own performance should have been flawless.
