"Replying to Uncle-Master Zhao and Martial Aunt Murong, this really is shit. I wouldn't dare deceive you in the slightest." Shi Yue said through gritted teeth. Then he suddenly thought of something and turned to Chen Ming. "If Senior Brother Chen thinks this isn't shit, why don't you eat it? Spirit Herb seeds aren't harmful."
"This..." Chen Ming hesitated.
To be honest, he didn't know whether it was shit either. He'd argued with Shi Yue only to make a good impression on "Uncle-Master Zhao."
"Since Senior Brother Chen won't eat it, it seems you also think this stuff is shit." Shi Yue said with a smile.
Hearing this, the white-robed young man furrowed his brows and shot Chen Ming a cold look. "Junior Nephew Chen, do you also think this stuff is shit?"
"No, no! These are the Spirit Herb seeds Uncle-Master Zhao gave to Martial Aunt Murong. How could they possibly be shit?" Chen Ming said ingratiatingly, shaking his head.
"Fine, then eat all four seeds and show Junior Nephew Shi whether or not they're shit." The white-robed young man's expression eased. He handed the four "yellow seeds" to Chen Ming and ordered him.
"Ah!" Chen Ming was taken aback.
"What do you mean, 'ah'? Are you deaf? Eat them!" The white-robed young man furrowed his brows and ordered sternly. If the icy glare in his eyes could kill, he would have already killed Chen Ming.
In this situation, Chen Ming steeled himself and put all four seeds in his mouth, chewing a few times.
Suddenly, a pained expression appeared on his face. He covered his mouth and hurried toward the hall's exit.
With a "pfft," Chen Ming spat everything out. It was unmistakably a clump of yellow matter, with four black beetles crawling all over it.
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