A burst of Jin Qi surged forth, pushing Jiang Yuan away, causing him to sit on the ground, strewn amidst overturned tables and chairs. Had it not been for this, Jiang Yuan would have already swallowed the poisonous concoction, filled with Fei's Heart Blood.
Jiang Yuan fell to the ground, Jiang Wanxiang stared at him and said: "Good, good!"
"You are good!"
These successive goods seemed to have exhausted Jiang Wanxiang's strength. He looked at his son, whose face still held confusion and regret at this very moment, and finally sighed, waving his hand to let Jiang Yuan withdraw.
Jiang Su looked at these things, bent down, pinched a bit of the concoction with his fingers, and said: "The concoction is poisoned, it is Fei, it seems Jiang Yuan indeed poisoned it?"
Jiang Wanxiang closed his eyes and nodded, he chuckled:
"I feigned unconsciousness to test these two."
