Dugu Yan pinched her nose and leaned closer, cautiously taking a breath.
Then she froze.
She let go of her nose and leaned in for another sniff. This time, she took a deep breath, then looked up with shock written all over her face. "It really doesn't smell fishy at all. It even smells a little nice."
Lu Fan smiled and took a step back, spreading his hands. "See? How could I possibly lie to you, Sister Yanzi?"
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at him, three parts reproach and seven parts helplessness, though she could not suppress the curve of her lips.
She picked up the bowl, took a deep breath, tilted her head back, and gulped it down.
"Wait..."
Dugu Bo reached out to stop her, but Dugu Yan had already drained the bowl.
His outstretched hand froze in midair. His expression looked as though he had swallowed a fly. He looked as if he wanted to say something but held back, glancing at Dugu Yan, then at the empty bowl, before finally turning his gaze to Lu Fan.
Silence hung in the air for a moment.
"You just drank it like that?"
Dugu Bo's voice was a little dry. "What about the side effects of the Whale Rubber?"
"What side effects?"
Dugu Yan set down the bowl and wiped the corner of her mouth, looking blankly at the two of them.
Lu Fan's expression immediately stiffened.
He opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again. His neck slowly turned toward Dugu Bo, his eyes full of a plea for help, but Dugu Bo was staring at him too, waiting for an answer.
"Uh..."
Lu Fan scratched his cheek. His gaze drifted left, then right, until he finally had no choice but to look at Dugu Yan. "Well,