In the end, Lin Shuguang clamped a hand around Shi Wenliang's throat and made him swallow the Poison Pill.
"Come see me tomorrow. Without the antidote, you won't live until tomorrow night. Of course, you can try finding an antidote yourself. If taking random medicines causes the poison to mutate until even my antidote can't save you, you'll have to accept your fate."
Shi Wenliang's entire face turned green at Lin Shuguang's words. "What kind of poison is this?"
"Come see me tomorrow before Mo Changxiong comes looking for me," Lin Shuguang said flatly.
Shi Wenliang's heart pounded with fear.
Lin Shuguang watched him. After a moment, his lips curved into a smile that sent a chill down the spine. "If you want to live, do as I say. You're still useful to me, so I won't kill you. Unless... you step out of line."
Shi Wenliang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He silently climbed off the ground, ignoring the dust on his clothes, and gritted his teeth. "I'll come see you tomorrow. You really won't kill me?"
"Less talk and more action will keep you alive," Lin Shuguang said flatly. "You may leave."
Shi Wenliang's heart gave a few involuntary jolts. He turned and disappeared into the night.
Expressionless, Lin Shuguang stood quietly for a moment before returning inside.
Tomorrow, Mo Changxiong, the right-hand man of the Ninth Prince, Gu Changhe, would come in secret. A Nirvana Realm expert appearing in the Black Prison was undoubtedly a major event. No wonder Gu Changhe had warned Mo Changxiong to keep a low profile despite his fury.
"If Mo Changxiong dies, Gu Changhe will have one fewer trump card..."
"Eternal Night is about to descend. If I'm going to play, I'm going to play big!"
Lin Shuguang