As he took the elixir, he was gradually recovering his Qi, which barely sustained his ability to fight…
"Hehe."
A chuckle came from ahead, causing Huang He's expression to change, "May I ask what is amusing the young master?"
"What I find amusing…" Mu Ruyue's lips curved upwards, "is that you are oblivious to your impending death."
"What did you say?" Huang He's pale face instantly grew grim as he asked in a cold voice.
Looking unruffled, Mu Ruyue gazed at Huang He, "Haven't you noticed a faint pain in your chest? I've poisoned you when you weren't paying attention. If you want the antidote, hand over the treasure book."
"You…"
Anger surged in Huang He's eyes as he followed Mu Ruyue's instructions and felt pain indeed gnawing at his chest—an unmistakable sign of the poison taking effect.
"What have you decided? Will it be the treasure book, or your life?" Mu Ruyue asked with a mild smile, her calm voice igniting an urge within Huang He to crush this woman to death.
