"Leader Su, could that woman be planning to…"
A whizzing sound.
Before the guard could finish his sentence, he saw a silver needle shoot out from Leader Su's hand, flying straight towards Xiang Qiyan, lying on the bed, and landing extremely close to his head.
It was just a fraction of an inch away; had it been any closer, the silver needle would have hit Xiang Qiyan's ear.
"Leader Su, you…"
"Good heavens, what is this thing?"
Two voices arose at once, both carrying expressions of shock and disbelief. One guard glared at Su Tang, looking as though he suspected him of attempting regicide, while the other rushed to Xiang Qiyan's side, staring at the silver needle.
Where the aghast guard's gaze fell, the tip of the silver needle had pierced a very small insect—milky white, yet looking exceedingly fierce and disgusting.
Hearing his exclamation, the other guard hurried over to examine it as well.
After one look, his eyes bulged.
