CHAPTER 317: CHAPTER 317: RESIDUE

No one noticed a tiny object falling onto Chen Muxue’s right hand, flashing briefly before assimilating into it.

After checking Chen Muxue’s vital signs and finding that she seemed to be alright, Cen Lizhui finally looked at Lan Xin, who was kneeling and immobilized.

"What did you feed her?" Cen Lizhui stared coldly at her.

Lan Xin mumbled incoherently.

Lin Qing patted Cen Lizhui indifferently: "She’s immobilized."

"Ahem..." Cen Lizhui coughed lightly, his face slightly flushed, and casually lifted the Immobilization Spell from Lan Xin.

Lan Xin collapsed onto the ground and desperately squeezed out tears with an innocent look on her face, "Young Master, what is happening here? I truly don’t know! I just brewed the medicine prescribed by the female doctor and fed it to Miss Chen, that’s all I know!"

As she spoke, she slightly shrugged one shoulder, her outer garment slipping slightly while maintaining an expression that could incite sympathy.

Paired with her emaciated frame and malnourished, unhealthy complexion, it instantly disgusted the two men.

"If you want to talk, just do it plainly. Stop with these antics," Lin Qing said with a face full of disdain, kicking a brown bear fur on the ground to cover her.

The moment the brown bear fur, which had been trampled by countless people, landed on Lan Xin, the dust hidden in its hairs puffed onto her face, causing her to cough violently. This time, the dust in her eyes made real tears flow.

Too weak, can’t even squeeze out tears to look pitiful without needing someone else’s help, sigh.

Cen Lizhui took a step back, flicking his fingers. His spiritual power kept the erupting dust at bay, leaving him, Chen Muxue on the bed, and Xiaohua unscathed.

Lin Qing, however, suffered for his actions: "Cough cough... Brother, can you teach me some of your magical cleaning spells?"

"Immortal Sect secret technique, not to be shared." Cen Lizhui said with a straight face, although his mischievous pinky finger twitched with excitement.

Lin Qing scratched his head and didn’t pursue the matter further. Instead, he turned to the dusty and dirty Lan Xin, "What should we do with her? Call the female doctor over for questioning?"

Xiaohu immediately volunteered, "I’ll call everyone who came to this room before to confront them!"

Cen Lizhui shook his head, "No need for such trouble."

As he spoke, he subtly cast a spell with his fingers, making Lan Xin’s hand extend outward. Cen Lizhui cleared the dust from her arm with a sweep and revealed the poisonous powder residue on her wrist with a burst of spiritual power.

"Wow, how did you know there would be residue on her hand?" Lin Qing exclaimed in shock.

Cen Lizhui wore an enigmatic expression, "Secrets of heaven cannot be divulged."

Heh, she could only apply the poison when the female doctor and maid were out and they hadn’t yet entered. However, given the concentration and amount of the poison, a maid without cultivation could only leave traces in such a short time...

The dosage was a bit over-the-top, wasn’t it? Who wouldn’t leave residue with such an amount?

Cen Lizhui closed his eyes slightly, suppressing his urge to comment, but Lin Qing, upon closer inspection, couldn’t help but burst out, "Wow, this is what you call residue? It’s more like she dumped it on her hand, isn’t this dosage a bit excessive? Is Miss Chen still alive?"

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but check Chen Muxue’s breath, "She is indeed still alive; Miss Chen truly shouldn’t be judged by appearances!"

The movement of bending around Cen Lizhui to check her breath made everyone present admire his impressive core strength.

Covered in dirt and dust, Lan Xin saw they had concluded, her eyes flashing with malice.