Ning Rongrong Bares Her Heart

"Other than that bottle of Blue Sprite Rongrong brought." Ning Rongrong's image instantly froze in Lu Yuan's mind. He immediately identified the most likely person who had drugged him.

"Rongrong's behavior this afternoon was extremely strange. First, she refused to let Zhu Qing and me accompany her. Then, when she returned, she said she had prepared a gift for me and wanted to give me a surprise. I had no reason to doubt her and only thought she wanted to please me."

"Then, when it was time to eat, I discovered that the so-called gift was merely some wine, specially prepared for me. I thought Rongrong had prepared it for the banquet and saved the best bottle for me. But thinking about it now, that clearly wasn't the case. Something must have been added to that wine."

"This girl drugged me—and with this kind of drug. What exactly is she trying to do?" As Lu Yuan pondered, he suddenly remembered Zhu Zhuqing, who had been drunk beside him. At once, he understood, and everything became crystal clear.

"You little brat, you've got some nerve." Lu Yuan cursed inwardly. He wanted to go settle things with Ning Rongrong, but a wave of heat suddenly surged within him. He hurriedly focused his mind, doing everything he could to resist the turmoil rising from his bloodline and preserve the clarity of his mind.

However, as time passed and more of the drug's potency was released, this resistance was destined not to last much longer.

"Lu Yuan, are you in there?" Outside the door, Ning Rongrong knocked, but received no response.

"Hehe, looks like it's about time!" Ning Rongrong giggled and pulled out a strange, entirely crimson key. It was a peculiar Soul Tool with no other function than unlocking all manner of mechanisms