"Mmm, this is good. It's fragrant with a sweet aftertaste. Thank you, Ge."
Huh?
The two men across from him were dumbfounded. 'Did that really just work?'
'Is... is this for real?'
For the past ten-odd days, they had meticulously planned the poisoning, discussing every detail, running simulations, and spending countless hours perfecting their dialogue.
In the end, none of their elaborate designs were even needed. They had basically been shadowboxing.
The Blue Robe Cultivator was so angry he laughed. "Fuck!"
The Black-robed Cultivator at his side shot Xiao Chen a vicious glare. "Damn it, if I'd known it would be this easy, I would've done it myself."
They had already agreed on the terms: if they had to resort to fighting, everyone would get a twenty-percent share.
But if the poisoning succeeded without any Magical Combat, Ge Dongyan would get twenty percent, while the other three posing as Loose Cultivators would each only get ten percent.
