Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Mo Ye smiled indulgently, "Okay."

Of all things under the heavens, food is the most important. After being hungry for so long and finally capturing someone, of course I have to treat myself well.

I made a lot of hand-peeled bamboo shoots in Shamen and stored them in my space. They taste great now, with a sour, refreshing, crisp, and spicy flavor. Paired with a cup of loquat syrup, it's quite a treat in this desolate mountain.

Yang Jianwu then took out two boxes of hot and sour noodles from his spatial storage as a main dish. "Brother Ye, don't be shy, make yourself at home."

After peeling bamboo shoots a few times and slurping up a couple of mouthfuls of hot and sour noodles, Mo Ye watched Yang Jianwu eat with great relish and started eating as well.

Hand-peeled bamboo shoots are crisp and tender, with a hint of sourness and spiciness. Hot and sour noodles are a combination of sour, spicy, numbing, and fresh flavors, with multiple textures colliding with the taste buds. "Little Wu'er, being with you means I can often eat delicious food."

Yang Jianwu took a sip of the little bit of braising sauce sandwiched between the bamboo shoots. It was quite flavorful. "Hmm, eat with me. Not only will you get to eat delicious food, but it will also be nutritious and tasty. There will also be many novel and unusual dishes. So you're really lucky. Cherish it."

Mo Ye nodded, grinning from ear to ear, "Yes, I'm the one who came out on top. I cherish you, so please don't even think about leaving me, okay?"

Yang Jianwu paused in her bamboo shoot bite. What was that all about? A confession? No way, this guy's so unromantic; was he deliberately flirting with her? Well, she should just pretend she didn't hear him... and continue crunching away on the bamboo shoot. Delicious...

Seeing that Yang Jianwu ignored him, Mo Ye didn't bring it up again and continued with the "Clean Plate Campaign"...

Nangong Yan was in so much pain that he couldn't get up. He gestured to Tiesheng to run away and find someone, but every time Tiesheng tried to escape, he was blocked by the smaller eagle. If he dared to go forward, he would be pecked.

Nangong Yan was filled with resentment. Just who were these two? How could they find out that the people of Lucheng were poisoned, and even trace it back to him... Was someone deliberately leaking the information?

Once the seed of doubt is planted, it will soon sprout in one's heart. Nangong Yan has cursed that person countless times!

After Yang Jianwu and Mo Ye had eaten and drunk their fill, they returned to continue interrogating Nangong Yan.

At this moment, Nangong Yan was completely paralyzed on the ground, his whole body soaked in sweat, biting his lip tightly.

Yang Jianwu said sourly, "Wow, you're quite tolerant."

Nangong Yan glared at Yang Jianwu, "You...are really...vicious."

Yang Jianwu quickly waved her hand, covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Oh dear~ I'm so embarrassed by your praise. I'm not as good as so-and-so, so please don't be modest."

Nangong Yan remained defiant, "Why should I... admit to something I didn't... do!"

Yang Jianwu stopped smiling and squatted down next to Nangong Yan. "I've already given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Remember, whatever the consequences are today, it's all your own fault."

Without waiting for Nangong Yan's reaction, she fed him another pill.

Mo Ye, fearing that Yang Jianwu might have murderous intent, quickly stopped her, saying, "Little Wu'er, the matter hasn't been investigated yet, Nangong Yan can't die."

Yang Jianwu glanced at Mo Ye indifferently, making Mo Ye feel a little guilty. Well, Xiao Wu'er didn't say she wanted to kill him, so he admitted that he had acted foolishly again...

Nangong Yan's pain subsided quickly. He had thought it was an even more poisonous medicine when he took it, but it turned out to be the antidote. It seemed that these two were just blustering fools who only dared to make a lot of noise and intimidate people. He felt even more disdain for them.

"You've already lost your chance. From now on, it's not a matter of whether you want to talk or not, but that you have to answer whatever I want to know!"

Nangong Yan didn't understand what Yang Jianwu meant. It sounded arrogant, but he wasn't a pushover who would let them bully him.

Yang Jianwu took out a necklace with a clock pendant from her sleeve. The clock pendant spun back and forth on her fingertips. "Brother Ye, come here. I'll teach you how to tell time."

Mo Ye peeked over, somewhat curious, "Timekeeping? What is this thing? It's so exquisitely made."

"This is called a clock. Look closely, there's an hour hand, a minute hand, and a second hand. The widest and shortest one is the hour hand, the one that never stops is the second hand, and the rest is the minute hand. One big division of the hour hand represents half an hour..."

Nangong Yan secretly examined the clock on the pendant. His eyes lit up after hearing Yang Jianwu's introduction. It was so convenient to carry it around to observe the time. The materials used were also something he had never seen before, so it must be very valuable.

After explaining how to tell time, Yang Jianwu subtly gestured for Mo Ye to be quiet. She pinched the chain between her fingertips, letting the pendant dangle naturally, deliberately drawing Nangong Yan's attention. "Look," she said, "the chain can also be worn as an ornament around the neck. It's so pretty, and you can tell the time with just a glance..."

Slowly shaking the chain in his hand, the pendant swayed from side to side. As Nangong Yan stared at the clock, his pupils focused and then relaxed, his expression gradually becoming somewhat blank.

Tiesheng realized something was wrong and tried to warn Nangong Yan, but as soon as he made a move, he was knocked unconscious by Mo Ye with a single palm strike.

Yang Jianwu gave Mo Ye an approving look. Quick reaction, great job!

Nangong Yan's mind was clear, but he was extremely sleepy. He forced himself to stay awake, biting his tongue hard. The taste of blood spread in his mouth, and his eyes cleared for a moment due to the stimulation. The clock pendant continued to swing, and he tried to look away from the pendant while staring at the hands. He tried to concentrate and shift his focus, but he just couldn't get it off his head.

Mo Ye had been quietly observing from the side, not knowing what Xiao Wu'er was doing. She wasn't feeding her medicine or beating her; there was just a chain swaying around. What was Nangong Yan struggling with? He looked to be in great pain.

Nangong Yan finally succumbed and closed his eyes.

Yang Jianwu began to guide him in answering the question, "Who are you?"

Nangong Yan hesitated, somewhat hesitantly, "Nangong...Yan."

Where do you come from?

Where do you live?

"The capital of Nanyue..."

Yang Jianwu took out paper and pen and placed them in front of Nangong Yan. She snapped her fingers in front of Nangong Yan's eyes and said, "Slowly open your eyes and pick up the pen..."

Write your name on a piece of paper.

Nangong Yan obediently did as he was told, which Mo Ye found incredible!

"Tell me, on whose orders did you poison the well in Shuililu City?"

A hint of hesitation flickered in Nangong Yan's eyes as he slowly spoke, "Grand Preceptor..."

"What is your specific mission in Dongli this time?"

This time, Nangong Yan's body was trembling, but he still couldn't control his mouth. "The Grand Preceptor asked me to come to Dongli Lucheng to poison the city and cause an epidemic. Prince Rui and Prince Ning will arrive soon. I will cooperate with Prince Rui to control the epidemic and win the favor of the people. Then I will take the opportunity to poison Prince Ning and help Prince Rui get rid of Prince Ning."

Upon hearing this, Mo Ye clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. "Mo Feng! We're brothers! Though we're usually at odds, I've never thought of taking your life. Yet you so heartlessly tried to kill me! Disregarding the lives of ordinary people, you even tried to use the epidemic to gain credit. You're truly ruthless! Since you're so heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless. You brought this upon yourself!"