After struggling for a long time, Di Renkui finally compromised, "I... I agree! But you need to keep your word. Once it's done, you must give me the antidote."
"Don't worry, after Wan Fuchang is dead, I will take you to see the bandit leader, and he will surely give you the antidote," Cao Buwei said with a smile.
"I hope so," Di Renkui said weakly.
"Here, take this." Cao Buwei handed Di Renkui a small bottle. "It contains a strong poison! Find a way to pour the poison into the medicinal soup that Wan Fuchang drinks!"
Di Renkui hesitated, "Will this poison really be able to take Wan Fuchang's life?"
"Absolutely." Cao Buwei nodded emphatically, "Not to mention that Wan Fuchang is seriously injured— even at his peak, he would be poisoned to death."
"Did the bandit leader give you this poison as well?"
"Yes."
"What agreement did you reach with the bandit leader?"
"You're asking a bit too much!" Cao Buwei frowned. "Some things are not for you to inquire about."
