Caretaker Wang withdrew his hand as fast as lightning. Cold sweat ran down his back. He almost shook hands with the God of Death personally. His heart thumped hard incessantly while gazing at the beautiful yet deadly flowers.
"Wolfsbane?" he repeated. "Isn't wolfsbane...?"
Xiao Yue hurried over to take a better look. It was indeed a patch full of wolfsbane flowers. She dragged Caretaker Wang away from immediately.
"It is the original plant from which the poison was made. Do not touch," she warned him again.
Caretaker Wang nodded fervently. He stayed away from the wolfsbane flowers, but he could not help turning his heads to stare at the flowers again and again. It was remarkable that such flowers could be so enticing and yet so deadly.
What did people use to say? The cruelest demons would take the appearance of a beautiful, pure maiden... Caretaker Wang nodded to himself. Apparently, it applied generally in nature.
