After feeding the middle-aged man the Truth Pill, Mu Qingling took out a Small Kettle, removed the lid, and poured its contents straight into his two nostrils.
Mu Qingling hurriedly got to her feet, only to see water spraying from the middle-aged man's nostrils like a fountain—the very water she had poured into him.
It was just like when a cow refused to drink water as a child, and the older generation would use a bamboo tube to force water into it, only for the water to spray back out through the cow's nose.
"Cough, cough, cough... Cough, cough, cough!"
The middle-aged man jolted awake from his unconsciousness, coughing without pause, his face flushed red like a monkey's backside.
"Hehehe... That was so fun."
Seeing the middle-aged man wake up, Mu Qingling clapped her hands and said this, leaving Zhao Shanshan and Little Black speechless as they silently mourned for him for three seconds.
Mu Qingling gave Little Black a meaningful look. Understanding at once, Little Black stepped up to the middle-aged man.
"What is your name?"
"Tian Que."
"Has she ever come here? Where did she go now?"
Little Black took out Mu Qianxue's portrait and showed it to Tian Que as he asked. Judging from Tian Que's earlier answer, the Truth Pill had clearly taken effect.
"She came here, but I don't know where she went. However, I suspect she went toward the Ancient Battlefield."
After answering Little Black's first question, Tian Que sensed that something was wrong. He clearly did not want to answer, yet he had spoken involuntarily.
Even covering his mouth was useless now. Once Little Black finished asking, he still answered, even blurting out his own speculation.
At last, panic appeared on Tian Que's face. He had no idea what was happening to him