Nan Yu silently counted the seconds in her mind, calmly saying, "So you want me to just watch them die?"
Ren Xingzhou's expression froze on his face, and he was at a loss for words.
"I..."
Nan Yu counted to ten in her mind, immediately picked up the white lion cub, and patted its back.
The next second, the cub spat out quite a bit of milk.
She looked up at Ren Xingzhou, "Brother Ren, hold the other one and gently pat its back to make it vomit out the poisonous milk in its stomach."
Ren Xingzhou's scalp tightened, his face showing hesitation, "Does this really work?"
Seeing him, a grown man, fussing about, she thrust the little white lion into his arms, frowning, "Brother Ren, just gently pat its back."
She then bent down to pick up the little golden lion and gently patted its back.
Within a few seconds, it too vomited milk.
Ren Xingzhou, gritting his teeth, held the little white lion, mimicking Nan Yu's actions, and gently patted it.
