After a while, Li Kexiu finally came around from the corridor, looking awkwardly at Song Qingshu. "Worthy nephew, I didn't want things to come to this either. But your martial arts are too formidable, so I could only restrain you first."
"Restrain me?" Song Qingshu snorted. "Using the Golden Wave Poison Flower to restrain me—what a grand gesture indeed."
Li Kexiu gradually regained his composure and said somewhat awkwardly, "Worthy nephew, there is no need to worry. This poison will only temporarily rob you of your ability to move. It will not take your life."
Song Qingshu's expression remained indifferent. "At a time like this, why bother with self-deception? The Golden Wave Poison Flower is an extraordinarily deadly poison. There is no cure for it in this world."
"What?" Li Kexiu looked stunned and turned to Wan Qixie. "Left Chancellor, is that true?"
"Left Chancellor?" Song Qingshu's heart stirred, and he immediately realized the old man's identity. So he was Wan Qixie, the Left Chancellor of the Southern Song. Judging from how worried he had been about Wan Gui earlier, he seemed to be Wan Gui's direct elder...
Facing Li Kexiu's question, Wan Qixie replied calmly, "Master Li, as the saying goes, once you start, see it through. Since we have already torn off all pretense, why show mercy? If you do not poison Song Qingshu to death while he is unprepared, are you waiting for him to come back and take revenge in the future?"
Li Kexiu's heart chilled. As expected of the mastermind who had caused Yue Fei's death back then—his ruthlessness was truly shocking.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. Whether Li Kexiu had been putting on an act no longer mattered. All his attention was focused on the violent poison inside him. Unfortunately, not only had he failed