"A gift for me?"
When Li Chen heard Qi Yuetian say this, his first reaction was not delight but a moment of bewilderment. He could not quite make sense of it.
Giving away something so precious for no reason-what did he mean by this?
But Qi Yuetian pressed the little bottle into his hands without allowing any refusal. Li Chen could only accept it gingerly and store it safely away.
He had heard that this substance was extremely poisonous. He needed to isolate it carefully with magic power and throw it away immediately at the slightest sign of anything amiss.
Seeing his cautious manner, Qi Yuetian gave a knowing smile and explained, "Don't worry. This substance isn't particularly toxic to anyone else. It's only comparable to the poisonous blood of an ordinary creature."
Seeing that he did not appear to be pretending, Li Chen could only say, "Then thank you, Fellow Daoist Qi. Still, Che Rong has just suffered a setback at my hands. Surely he won't forget his lesson so soon and come looking for trouble again."
Qi Yuetian said, "That's what I think too, but preparation wards off disaster. It's better to be fully prepared."
Li Chen said, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Qi, what did you mean when you told me to use this to scare him off?"
Qi Yuetian said, "Even with this in your possession, you should consider whether it's necessary before using it. Che Rong is easy to deal with, after all, but the hidden hand conspiring with him behind the scenes might not be so simple. If Che Rong really dies at your hands, you might find yourself in their sights. Of course, if Che Rong insists on seeking his own death, there's no need to show him any courtesy. Go ahead and