"The toxin from a single pill isn't very potent, but it adds up over time," Zhao Feng said.
Hearing this, Ying Zheng nodded and immediately instructed Zhao Gao, "Go and find two rabbits."
"As you command," Zhao Gao replied, immediately hurrying away to prepare.
"Is it really as serious as you say?" Ying Zheng still looked at Zhao Feng with skepticism.
"Then the Great King is free to continue taking them," Zhao Feng retorted, glancing at him irritably.
"Now that you've said that, I wouldn't dare take them without being certain," Ying Zheng immediately said, shaking his head.
"Speaking of which, how many so-called alchemists does the Great King keep in the palace?" Zhao Feng asked curiously. He recalled that when the state of Han was conquered, many alchemists had fled its palace, and the same thing happened after the conquest of Zhao.
"Not many, only about a hundred," Ying Zheng replied calmly.
