Ling Hua gently shook the fan in front of Ye Rui, a fine powder dispersed through the gaps like a wisp of smoke, barely noticeable if not looked at closely. It could be said that Ling Hua's use of poisons had reached a level of pure mastery.
Ye Rui's face subtly changed.
Ling Hua smiled gently at him, "Cousin, when I came to Ling Mountain, naturally, I came prepared. How could I do nothing and simply ask you to agree on the basis of our cousin relationship? When I said I had you in mind, it wasn't a joke. How can I relieve my anger if I don't get my revenge? So, this poison was specially prepared for you, cousin."
Ye Rui let out a frustrated laugh, "So you've been calculating against me on the road."
