Does Chuzheng not know if there's a Good Person Card?
Before, he made those two people end up like that.
"Take it out."
"..."
Jing Po fumbled around for a while, finally pulling out several porcelain bottles and handing them all to Chuzheng.
Chuzheng: "..."
Look! She has more than one kind of poison.
And they're big bottles!
Chuzheng raised her hand and touched Jing Po's head, then left with those poisons.
Jing Po took a long time to raise his hand and touched the place Chuzheng had touched; his cheeks inexplicably turned red.
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Jing Po's poison worked well, dealing with the Demonic Beasts was no problem.
Chuzheng settled that group of Demonic Beasts, returned to the edge of the coffin, and raised her hand to touch his head: "Pretty impressive."
Jing Po pressed his lips together, slightly lowered his head, and the blush on his cheeks spread to his ears.
"You... don't you think... those..." Jing Po couldn't find the right words, unsure of how to express himself.
