What's going on?! Why is she poisoned?!
An Yiqing was filled with doubt. Since childhood, her body had been soaked in medicinal baths by her master, Ye Chenghong, making her immune to all poisons. Even if some rare poisons could affect her, with her ability to sense poisons, how could she not feel herself being poisoned?
No matter how An Yiqing thought about it, something felt off. The air was filled with a subtle scent of dried grass, a smell she was very familiar with—a peculiar scent of Soft Muscle Powder. But, although this drug was odd, it couldn't possibly go unnoticed by her!
At which point did something go wrong? Why was she unable to resist this poison?!
The banquet hall, once lively with clinking glasses, seemed to have been paused by someone. People lay scattered across the floor—guests attending the birthday party, members of the Nan Family, even servers and maids. Everyone looked extremely pale, with terror and fear in their eyes.
