3002: Impossible

Impossible

Feng Jiu poured herself a cup of wine and sipped it. Wanyan Shisan rolled up his sleeves and started eating boldly, without concern for appearances as each dish was brought to the table. Feng Jiu smiled and started moving her chopsticks.2

"Do you have any enemies?"

She stopped putting food in her mouth when she abruptly spoke and asked Wanyan Shisan this question.

Wanyan Shisan, who was eating the food with relish, remarked, "Who doesn't have enemies when venturing outside? Why do you ask?" As soon as he stopped speaking, seeing that she had put down her chopsticks and looked at him strangely, he took another bite to eat and asked, "What's wrong? Why don't you eat? Are these foods not to your liking?"

"These dishes have been drugged." Feng Jiu spoke leisurely.

"Ah-hem!"

When he heard this, he suddenly choked, dropped his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his big hand, and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, this dish has been drugged." As Feng Jiu talked, she used her chopsticks to pick up each dish, smelled it, and then put everything back.

"That's impossible! I…" Before he finished speaking, he sensed that something was wrong with his body, particularly when his spirit energy breath seemed to flow away and the view in front of his eyes swayed.

He shook his head and glared at Feng Jiu, "Since you know that, why didn't you warn me?"

"I was going to, but now that I see how much you've eaten, forget it. It's not poison, just medicine." Feng Jiu smiled. When she noticed him shaking as if about to fall, she flipped her palm, and a medicinal pill appeared in her hand. She poured him a cup of wine while simultaneously slipping the pill into the wine.

"Drink it!" She motioned.

Wanyan Shisan picked up the wine cup and drank the wine with the medicinal pill without asking any more questions. He tried to inject vital energy to activate the medicinal pill and noticed that after taking the pill with the wine, his body emitted heat. The heat circulated through his body, gradually stabilising the lost spirit energy breath, and even his dizzy head cleared up.

"Waiter!"

Wanyan Shisan slapped the table loudly and shouted, causing the floor to shake and all the guests to look at them.

"Guest, what seems to be the problem?" The waiter and the shopkeeper hurried over to ask while simultaneously appeasing the other guests and ensuring that they were enjoying their meals.

"I'm not going to say much; come here and take a few bites." Wanyan Shisan stared at the two men for a moment stared at the two men before allowing the waiter to approach.

The waiter was so scared that he turned pale and his body shook. When he heard that he was just told to taste the food, he asked, "Guest, is the dish not to your taste?" "

"I told you to eat, so eat! How come you said so much nonsense?" He snorted loudly. The waiter was afraid to continue speaking because of his grim expression and menacing appearance. He hastily grabbed some chopsticks and sampled everything on the table.

"Guest, there's nothing wrong with this dish. It's delicious, what exactly is wrong?" However, as soon he spoke, he wobbled before falling straight down.

"Bang!"

The shopkeeper was startled when the waiter collapsed to the ground and immediately asked, "What is going on here?"

"What is going on? I was about to ask you the same question! Speak! Who went in the kitchen earlier? How dare you drug us?" He patted the table and stood up, his face contorted with anger.

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