Evening.
On the banks of Pengjia River in Yishuang County, illuminated pleasure boats drifted slowly along, like fish upon the river's surface.
The pleasure boats swayed faintly, endlessly carrying out the sounds of zithers and laughter, along with guests toasting wine and reciting poetry.
A crescent moon hung high overhead.
Among the more than ten pleasure boats upon the shimmering river, one was somewhat different.
Like the other pleasure boats, this one was rather quiet. Wooden plaques stood at its bow and stern, painted with markings denoting a private vessel.
A private pleasure boat was not a commercial flower boat, so naturally tourists and guests were not permitted aboard.
This pleasure boat stood three stories tall, entirely black, with only its swaying lanterns casting a bright yellow glow.
Black-clad male guards and young girls in black skirts stood on both the fore and aft decks.
From time to time, small boats approached the pleasure boat from the surrounding waters, delivering their passengers aboard before returning to where they had come from.
At this moment, by the riverbank.
Wei He, dressed in a black cloak and wearing a conical hat, slightly raised his head and looked toward the pleasure boat.
Having settled the affairs of the Myriad Poison Sect, he came straight here.
Whether he was Wan Qing or Myriad Poison, he had come to see through it now. Since everyone believed him poisonous, then he would show them poison.
Jiu Ying was barely clinging to life. In order to create that plague, he had nearly exhausted what remained of his old life.
Fortunately, before leaving, Wei He had pulled him back from death's door in time. Under full treatment, his health had only slightly recovered.
The plague's spread had been contained, but Jiu Ying could at most live a few