Zhang Yuanqing's gaze followed the orange cat as he watched it dart to the villa entrance, squeeze through the gap in the iron gate, and vanish behind the walls.
A few seconds later, tree after tree rose above the wall, growing wildly until they reached the height of the second floor.
Flowers bloomed along the corners of the wall and from the treetops, competing in splendor. In the blink of an eye, the villa and its courtyard had turned into a vibrant garden brimming with life.
Guan Ya leaned close and whispered, "Keep the antidote pill in your mouth. If you wait until we're inside to take it, it'll be too late."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced around at his companions and saw everyone silently taking out pills specially made by the Hundred Flowers Society and placing them in their mouths.
He looked at Guan Ya again. Old Driver had one in her mouth too, puffing out her left cheek. Her lovely oval face gained a touch of cuteness, making her look rather adorable.
She was still wearing that white shirt, black stockings, and suit skirt. Two holsters were strapped to her long, shapely thighs, and the zipper on the hem of her skirt had been pulled up to the roots of her thighs. It made movement easier for her; if she did not care about exposing herself, even a spinning kick would not be difficult.
Of course, Zhang Yuanqing suspected that this woman was definitely wearing safety shorts, but he could not lift her skirt to verify it, so he had no proof.
"Can this stuff ward off a Voodoo Master's poison?" he asked as he placed the fragrant pill in his mouth.
"Of course not. A Voodoo Master's poison isn't that easy to counter. But it can weaken the toxicity,