Sure enough, when Zhu Yu asked, Mu Hong nodded repeatedly without hesitation, "Yes, I was also thinking of stealing a bit of it, but they guard the antidote even more strictly than the incense. I had no chance to make a move."
"So, do you know the recipe for the antidote?"
"I do. Although I haven't personally prepared it, my father repeatedly instructed me before his death to remember how to prepare it and what is needed clearly, no matter what," Mu Hong nodded, "I guess if I hadn't feigned death and sneaked through, perhaps they would've silenced me."
Before my father's death, he told me that these harmful things, whether the incense or the antidote, must be remembered clearly. Otherwise, if one day someone wants to stop them from doing evil but lacks the antidote, everything would be in vain."
"So, as long as you find the necessary herbs or incense, you can concoct an effective antidote?" Although Mu Hong spoke confidently, Lu Qing still confirmed with a doubting attitude.
