Ling Yuyue's eyes widened even further. There was no trace left of her earlier delicate, seductive appearance.
One hand still covered her face, while the other trembled as she pointed at Sikong Jing. "Y-you, you, you..."
She was completely speechless.
At that moment, Sikong Jing finally set down the incomplete tome, slowly turned around, and said, "Go back and tell the Family Head that I truly have no taste for this reward of his. If he doesn't want it, he can toss it away wherever he likes. Don't bring it here to disgust me."
The moment those words fell... Boom!
True energy erupted from Ling Yuyue's entire body. Fire blazed in her eyes as she glared furiously at Sikong Jing.
Only now did she realize that her entire performance had turned into a joke. This Ling Jianxing had been watching her as a joke. He had deliberately played along with her act, only to slap her in the face afterward... a real slap at that.
And now he was saying he looked down on it, that it could be casually thrown away, that it disgusted him.
Ling Yuyue was about to explode with rage. No one had ever dared speak to her like this.
At that point, Sikong Jing said blandly again, "The wine is good, though there was something rather disgusting mixed into it. But my Heaven-Soaring Imperial Bloodline dissolved it easily, so you may leave now."
As Sikong Jing's voice fell, Ling Yuyue trembled violently from head to toe. Impossible!
The poison she had used had been extracted from hundreds of seductive demonic beasts.
Colorless and odorless, it caused no harm whatsoever. It merely entered the heart directly and plunged one into delirious confusion.
Unless one was an exceptionally powerful expert, it was utterly impossible to dispel. Even