Someone Poisoned Him

After this person appeared, the old butler who had been waiting outside opened the door and got into the car.

Zhuang Huaisheng leaned back in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.

"Abang, what do you think of this person?"

Suddenly, a young man appeared in the front seat.

She had a very gloomy demeanor and an extremely ordinary appearance; the kind of person you wouldn't notice if you threw her into a crowd.

He was dressed all in black and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Very strong!"

Zhuang Huaiyi, having anticipated this, pressed further, "How does it compare to you?"

Abang fell silent, seemingly deep in thought.

After a long while, he shook his head.

"I'm not sure."

Zhuang Huaisheng raised an eyebrow slightly: "Why? You're a cultivator at the Free and Unfettered Realm, a being halfway to the Immortal Realm, yet you don't know?"

If Zhu Maodian were there, he would be filled with despair.

He never expected that Zhuang Huaisheng would have two experts by his side at the same time.

One of them was the old steward from the Free and Easy Realm.

The other one is this seemingly insignificant Free Heaven Realm.

Abang had always been there, but no one noticed his presence.

However, he will only be responsible for the safety of Zhuang Huaisheng.

He would absolutely not make a move until Zhuang Huaisheng's life was in danger.

Even if that person is Zhuang Xue'e, it's the same!

Abang's expression was grave as he replied, "When he killed the demon child, he didn't use his full strength, and... he didn't even use much internal energy!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Huaisheng showed a look of surprise.

He looked at Zhuang Tian and received Zhuang Tian's affirmation.

"Abang was right, I was surprised too."

"This young man's skill level is definitely above mine."

"To kill the Demon Child without using internal force, and even suppress the killing intent of the Blood Dragon Blade, is impossible unless his cultivation level far surpasses that of the Demon Child."

The so-called crushing victory is not something that can be perceived by just one or two minor realms.

It is absolute, dominant suppression!

In other words, Qin Mo is at least one major realm higher than Mo Tong.

A carefree realm!

Zhuang Huaisheng's pupils contracted, and even the usually calm old man couldn't help but tremble with one hand.

"The Realm of Freedom... If one can enter the Realm of Freedom, one will already have a considerable status in the martial arts world."

"Even the Venerable One of the most powerful families in the Western Sea, the Fan family, is only at the Free and Unfettered Realm..."

A person at the Free and Unfettered Realm would be considered a figure capable of establishing their own sect in the martial arts world.

If one can reach the realm of carefree heaven, then it will be another world entirely.

Within the realm of carefree heaven, there are three further divisions: Nine Heavens, Soaring Clouds, and Great Carefree Realm.

Once you reach this level, you can be called a martial god.

Looking across the entire Great Yan Dynasty, and even the entire world, there are very few martial artists who can reach the Great Freedom Realm.

As for daydreaming?

Nobody believes that this realm truly exists.

For Qin Mo at his age, the fact that he has reached the threshold of the Free and Unfettered Mortal Realm already makes him a genius among geniuses.

At the age of thirty, Abang is a martial arts prodigy. He has been practicing martial arts since childhood and has only just reached the half-step of the Free and Unfettered Realm.

He's been stuck on this half-step for three years.

Is Qin Mo really that peculiar?

"but……"

While Zhuang Huaisheng was pondering, Abang spoke up again.

"But it seems he hasn't noticed my presence at all."

Abang said expressionlessly, "After I discovered that he was extraordinary, I tested him and showed him my murderous intent."

"However, he was completely unaware and unprepared."

"If he were truly at the Free and Unfettered Realm, he would have noticed my killing intent even if it only flashed by."

Therefore, I cannot guarantee it.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Huaisheng also fell silent.

After a long silence, he spoke again: "There's no need to test him anymore."

"No matter what level he is at, he is that person's disciple, a friend, not an enemy."

"If he discovers that we are testing him, it will only give him a bad impression."

"Besides, I think he and Xue'e get along quite well. We shouldn't let such a golden catch slip away."

Zhuang Tian, ​​who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Old man, don't forget, he has more than just our Zhuang family's marriage contract with him..."

Yes.

When that person approached Zhuang Huaisheng to discuss getting engaged, they made it very clear.

Qin Mo has seven marriage proposals, and who he will ultimately choose depends entirely on his own wishes.

Zhuang Xue'e, whom he cherished dearly, was only one of the candidates.

But Zhuang Huaisheng curled his lips, revealing a cunning look that was inconsistent with his previous composure.

"Fortunately, I had already inquired about it."

"That one from the Su family doesn't seem to be interested in him; she still doesn't know his true worth."

"We arrived early, so you could say we got there first, right?"

"I just hope that Xue'e will prove herself..."

Qin Mo had already left the restaurant and was completely unaware that someone was targeting him.

He first went back to the clinic to check with Cui Pu about the patients who came in today because they wanted to take health supplements.

Then, he talked about the investment in Huiyuan Dan.

Overjoyed, Cui Pu left several patients with him.

These individuals all suffer from intractable diseases, which Cui Pu can treat, but not as efficiently and effectively as Qin Mo.

Moreover, Qin Mo had previously told him that if he encountered any patients with difficult or complicated illnesses, he should take care of them.

Cui Pu took it to heart.

After treating the patient, Qin Mo asked Qin Xiaoyao if there were any suspicious people nearby.

Qin Xiaoyao was an assassin by training, so he could never be fooled by anyone who was tailing him or using underhanded tactics.

Qin Mo felt that the people at Tailin Medical Clinic wouldn't let this go easily.

"Yes, there are." Sure enough, Qin Xiaoyao had already spotted the informants: "Perhaps the previous attack didn't work, because there are a few more informants around here today."

"One of them tried to sneak into the clinic when there were many people, but I stopped him."

"I found a packet of powder on him."

As he spoke, Qin Xiaoyao handed the powder he had found to Qin Mo.

When he caught the man, the man was trying to sneak into the pharmacy.

Qin Mo picked up the powder and sniffed it, then his eyes widened in surprise: "It's daylily."

Daylilies are not rare items, much less drugs.

The daylily dissolves in the water, becoming colorless and odorless.

Even if you apply it directly to your skin, there won't be any problems.

However, if you touch the wound or see blood, there will be a big problem.

It can cause wounds to fester and then become unable to heal.

If this stuff were added to certain medicinal herbs used to treat external injuries, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Because there is currently no antidote for daylily on the market.

"Ha, that's ruthless enough."

Qin Mo weighed the moonflower in his hand, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

Currently, most of the people who come to Baolin Hall are ordinary people.

Because Baolintang has a good reputation and its medicinal herbs are inexpensive, it is considered to be of high quality and low price.

For these ordinary people, getting medical treatment is an expensive matter.

If someone gets involved with the Moonflower, they are likely to lose all their wealth and die.

Since the daylily itself is not considered poison, the person who administered it could not even be considered to have poisoned the plant.

To destroy Baolintang's reputation by targeting those patients is something Qin Mo absolutely cannot tolerate.

Sensing Qin Mo's anger, Qin Xiaoyao asked, "Do you need to return these things to me?"

"Need not."

Qin Mo's voice was icy, his eyes as dark as a deep pool: "They'll come to our door on their own."