The second day, before noon, someone in the guest pavilion came to report that all the contestants had eaten the wrong food and had dysentery. By the time Feng Cang and Jin Mo arrived, everyone, except for Wanyan Kang who was too lazy to get up for breakfast, was looking pale.
"What exactly happened?" Feng Cang's cold gaze swept across the room. When his gaze landed on Wanyan Baozhu, she felt guilty and lowered her head slightly.
"Cousin, someone put this in the porridge!" Wanyan Kang picked up a piece of paper found in the corner of the kitchen and handed it to Feng Cang. Jin Mo took it from him, smelled it and said, "It's croton powder."
"Croton powder?" Croton powder wouldn't injure a person's life, but it could cause severe diarrhea, making it impossible for the victim to participate in the contest. "Who did it?"
