Feng Qing lifted her head to look at the Death Warriors rushing over. Although there weren't many left, the strength of the Prince Mansion Guards was definitely no match. If she didn't intercept them, both she and Rong Ling would die.
Feng Qing turned to look at Nan Feng and said, "As a doctor, don't you have any poison on you? Use the poison immediately."
Nan Feng was startled for a moment and quickly replied, "If poison is used, the guards will die too."
Upon hearing this, Feng Qing was incredulous. At this moment, saving one person was better than none. Why worry about so many? Did everyone have to die? It seemed that being a virtuous person wasn't so good either.
Feng Qing said irritably, "If you don't use poison, everyone will die, and your Prince will die too."
Nan Feng's heart tightened, and he flashed forward swiftly, opening the poison bottle in his hand. But before scattering the poison, he called out, "Everyone, stay clear."
