"My Lady, we have sworn to follow you to the death. It doesn't matter whether we take the antidote or not," said Gongxi Kuangdao indifferently.
"Just take it. If anything happens to me, you'll be in big trouble," said Ling Chuxi.
"Don't worry, my Lady. As long as I, Gongxi Kuangdao, am still alive, no one can hurt you." Gongxi Kuangdao stood up, held his head high, and puffed out his chest. He took out the pig iron rod and waved it a few times, trying his best to prove his loyalty.
Ling Chuxi's safety was not only related to their lives but also the fate of the Gongxi clan. Even if he had to risk his life, he would never dare to let anything happen to Ling Chuxi.
"Alright then. But if I suddenly go into seclusion for ten days or half a month, don't come looking for me then. You'll just have to wait," said Ling Chuxi slowly.
