After hearing this, the prince's expression darkened. "I never expected the Kunlun Sect to cooperate with the Third Prince. Wu Qing is ruthless, and his methods of poisoning are even more insidious. You must be careful in the coming matches. Avoid getting too close to him if you can."
"I understand." Lin Taichu nodded. "But if I really face him, what should I do? I've never dealt with an expert who uses poison."
The prince thought for a moment, then took a small porcelain bottle from a drawer and handed it to Lin Taichu.
"Inside are Detoxification Pills. They can cure most common poisons. Keep them on you, and if you're poisoned, take one immediately. Also, I'll give you a suit of soft armor. It can block some hidden weapons and poison needles. Wear it—it'll offer at least some protection."
Lin Taichu accepted the bottle and the soft armor, feeling more at ease. "Thank you, Prince."
"No need to thank me. Keeping yourself safe is what matters most," the prince said. "If anything feels wrong in the coming matches, it's fine even if you surrender. Don't force yourself to endure."
Lin Taichu shook his head. "I can't surrender. If I do, the Third Prince will only become more arrogant. Besides, I need to draw their attention so the Dark Guard can secure first place."
The prince sighed. "All right. Be more careful. If you encounter Wu Qing, try to end the fight quickly. Don't give him a chance to use poison."
Not long afterward, Lin Taichu faced Wu Qing. The competition grounds were packed with people that day. The Third Prince had come as well, seated in the stands with his eyes fixed on Lin Taichu and a cold smile on his lips.
The moment Lin Taichu saw Wu Qing,