"Is Wu Dao in a good mood?" Su Yingxue narrowed her eyes slightly. Although Saint Ruan had only encountered Wu Dao twice, she found this enigmatic person unlikely to be so bored.
Saint Ruan crossed his legs and curled his lips uncomfortably. "I'm a poison doctor. How would I know about such matters? But I do recall your mother mentioning it to me when we met! She was working on a method, though I'm unsure if it was successful."
"What method was my mother researching?" At the mention of Long Shuli, Su Yingxue's eyes lit up.
"How should I know?" Saint Ruan rolled his eyes. "Back then, she mentioned it cryptically, fearing that I might attract trouble. She didn't disclose much!"
Although he had investigated and suspected Long Shuli was developing a poison, he lacked evidence. Long Shuli, with her profound knowledge and a heart as intricate as a seven-holed exquisite jade, seemed to understand everything.
