Early the next morning, all the herbs Wu Yi had asked for were prepared. He spent another two hours in the room before he announced that he would help Ji Yuxian remove the poison when the sunlight was strongest at noon.
Except for Ji Yuxian, everyone else could not help but feel nervous.
On the contrary, Ji Yuxian looked calm.
"Eldest Young Master, you look relaxed. Do you trust me that much?" Wu Yi asked. His white robe was spotless, and his fair, long fingers were holding a teacup. His countenance was ordinary, but people were always stunned by his charm at first sight.
Ji Yuxian replied softly, "Young Master Wu, if you don't want to help me, then I don't have much time left to live. Why should I worry too much?"
Wu Yi's lips curved into a smile. He sipped his tea without saying a word.
