The carriage passed through the streets and stopped before the Crown Prince's Residence.
Su Chen stepped down from the carriage.
Xue Qinghe followed close behind.
One after the other, they crossed the courtyard and pushed open the study door.
Xue Qinghe walked to the desk, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and drank it in one gulp.
He tried to suppress the anger in his heart with tea.
Su Chen didn't sit down.
He walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the cold wind blow inside.
"Can't calm down?"
Xue Qinghe set down his teacup.
"Thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of commoners outside are lining up to buy poison that will kill them."
"Despite holding such a high position, I can only hide inside the residence with the doors shut, unable to do anything."
"No one could remain calm in my place."
Su Chen turned around.
"It's not that we can't do anything."
"It's that acting now will only backfire."
He raised his right hand.
His fingers traced patterns through the air.
His storage space opened.
Several herbs emitting strange halos appeared out of thin air, floating in midair.
They were all rare treasures he had gathered earlier from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well in Sunset Forest.
Xue Qinghe's gaze was drawn to the herbs.
"What are you doing?"
"Making medicine."
A wisp of pale golden flame flickered at Su Chen's fingertips.
"Taking a Strengthening Pill forcibly burns away one's lifespan."
"We can't really let Heaven Dou City become a city of the dead."
A gleam flashed through Xue Qinghe's eyes.
"You're refining an antidote?"
"If we distribute it now, how many people can we save?"
Su Chen let out a derisive laugh.
"Distribute it now?"
"Those commoners outside have gone