"Yes, miss, we've been following her from afar for three days and have been paying close attention. We haven't seen her meet with Brother Tang Xiao at all..."

  "What about patrolling the mountain that night?"

  "Hua Rou always went down the mountain with Mu Junwu when the sun set and never went back up again at night."

  Upon hearing this, Tang Feiyan's face revealed a relieved smile: "Consider her sensible, having suffered several losses, she knows to respect and keep her distance."

  She said, pulling out a purse and tossing it to them: "This is a reward for you all. Since she knows how to behave herself, there's no need to make things difficult for her anymore!"

  "Yes."

  The disciples happily took their hampers and left, while Tang Feiyan also returned to her room in high spirits.

  ……

  The days are passing by, and in five days, it will be the end of the points exchange period. Therefore, Zi Hua and Zi Qi have become even more crazily producing poison to make up for the gap of not getting points in the previous two times.

  Hua Rou practiced her moves in every spare moment, competing for every second, as she was trying to catch up, because she already knew that time was precious and that strength was the foundation.

  When Zihua arrived at the backyard with a yawn, hugging her box, she happened to meet Huajun in the backyard practicing Yu Hua's moves with a broom as a sword. She glanced at him carelessly for a few moments, and immediately her drowsiness was gone.

  In just over ten days, Hua Rou's awkwardness had completely disappeared. Her movements were smooth and clean, not to mention her techniques were well-executed. Moreover, the wind generated by her palm movements was already affecting the surrounding branches as she transitioned between techniques.

  Zi Hua's face turned bad, and she hastily retreated back to the front yard. Before long, Zi Qi appeared with her in the backyard, crouching at the gate like two sneaky field mice peeking out. "I didn't lie to you?" Zi Hua lowered her voice: "She really has made progress! In just a few days, how did she... It's strange, before she learned things very slowly, was she pretending?

  "Someone is teaching her." Ziqi stared at Hua Rou, a hint of anger already on his face.

  "It's Tang Xiao, isn't it? I've seen her make quite some progress before, but now she seems even faster..."

  "Not Táng Xiāo."

  "Really? Then who is it? Master?"

  Zi Qi turned around and walked away at this time, Zi Hua hurriedly chased after her: "Sister, who were you talking about?"

  Zi Qi didn't make a sound until they returned to the east wing house before answering Zi Hua: "It's Mu Junwu."

  "What?" Zi Hua's eyes widened in incredulity: "Mu Jun? How is that possible? Did... you see it?"

  Zi Qi nodded and then turned around to rummage through the trunk at the head of the bed.

  "Are you not ignoring me? Why are you so concerned about Hua Rou, could it be that they are..." Zi Hua's mouth was agape in surprise, his index fingers on both hands also converging together.

  "I hate her." Ziqi took out a small box from the trunk, turned around to see Zi Hua's fingers intertwined together, with a resentful and venomous look in her eyes. Then she opened the box and took out a small porcelain bottle.

  Zi Hua saw the situation, raised an eyebrow and quickly ran to Zi Qi's side, lowering his voice: "I also hate her, but if she dies from poison, Master will find out."

  "Isn't there still Linlin?" Zi Qi's eyes were pitch black: "As long as she doesn't die at the hands of us two sisters, it's fine."

  The child's eyes widened in surprise, then he sneered: "Dare to rob my sister of her heart's desire? She won't live long!"

  "Ah-choo!" Hua Rou rubbed her nose, put the broom back in the janitor's closet, and happily slung a small bamboo basket over her shoulder to head up Medicine Mountain.

  I have been waiting for you in the medicine field for a long time, and when Hua Rou arrives, I will check the results.

  Hua Rou finished a set of moves and smiled at Chung Mo Kiu: "How was it?"

  "Not bad." Mu Junwu rarely nodded in approval: "You are the second fastest learner I have ever seen."

  "Really? Who was the first?"

  I didn't answer her, but looked far away: "The plan for the Five Directions Formation has been set, and after explaining it to the Poison Master today, I won't be able to come to the Poison House to teach you again. So, you must pay attention to practicing your characters yourself!"

  "Oh, okay." Hua Rou's excitement dissipated instantly, and she felt a little disappointed.

  Admiring you, I see the situation, and hand over a bag that has been prepared at my feet to Hua Rou: "There are brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones inside. From now on, every morning bring me the characters you practiced the night before to show me. If there is no progress... I will not teach you again."

  "Don't worry, Mu Ge! I'll work hard."

  Admiring you, I didn't say anything and turned to leave. Hua Rou carefully put the pouch into her backpack before going to busy herself picking herbs.

  After Mo Jun went down the mountain, he rushed straight to the main hall of the Poison Master's mansion and met with Tang Jiu'er, handing over the carefully prepared poisonous array diagram.

  Tang Jiuer looked very slowly and carefully, Mu Junwu just stood in the hall motionless waiting.

  After a while, Tang Jiuer closed the drawing and didn't speak immediately. Instead, she slowly took a sip of tea and then looked at Mu Junwu: "You should enter my poison room."

  "Thank you, Lord Venom, but you overpraise me."

  Tang Jiuer measured Mu Junwu: "Since I took charge of the poison house, I haven't seen anyone who can create such a poisonous array in less than a month."

  "Disciple is just slightly better than comparison..."

  "Over two hundred poisons, and you can pick out thirty-five to use so quickly - this is absolutely not something an ordinary person can do." Tang Jiuer interrupted Mu Junwu's modest words, looking at him with a scrutinizing yet admiring gaze, as if he were a rare treasure, but also somehow sending shivers down her spine.

  "It is because Master Toxin does not hide his true self that he has formed the Poisonous Array with his disciples."

  Tang Jiuer smiled upon hearing this: "No, I'm actually quite secretive, it's just that you're too perceptive, and managed to bypass all sorts of obstacles to create such a potent toxin."

  Admiring you, I lower my eyes: "What does the poisonous master think of this poisonous master?"

  Tang Jiuer stared at Mu Junwu, her eyes sharp: "All things in the world have their own logic, I can't say it's bad, but I must ask, is there an antidote for this poison?"

  "I shook my head, 'I'm not a disciple of the Poison House, nor am I proficient in poison techniques. It took me many attempts to finally create this poison, but as for an antidote, I have no idea. Please, Master Poison, instruct me.'"

  Tang Jiuer stood up, walked to Mu Junwu's side and looked at him. Mu Junwu did not dodge, his eyes calm and peaceful, as if he didn't notice the sharpness in Tang Jiuer's eyes.

  "This poison, I also can't solve."

  I raised an eyebrow: "Really? You're the Poison Master."

  "You go back, and I'll personally go explain to Grandma later. If she allows it, I'll choose a soluble substitute for the poison you created." Tang Jiuer remained calm and composed, neither too close nor too distant.

  "Yes, I will take my leave."

  Mu Junwu turned around and walked out. Just a few steps away, Tang Jiuer looked at his back and said: "Mu Junwu, if you cherish your life, don't make that poison again."

  I turned back to look at her: "You... really have no solution?"

  Tang Jiuer nodded: "Yes, there is no solution."

  Mo Jun paused for a few seconds, then let out a regretful sigh: "What a pity. However, as long as you're willing to provide the main poison, I can make do with Granny's place and my disciple won't bring shame upon himself either. Farewell."

  Admiring you, I left. The moment I walked out of the main hall, sunlight shone on his cold, handsome face, but it revealed a hint of chill.

  In the hall, Tang Jiuer remained motionless until Mu Junwu's figure completely disappeared from view. Only then did she immediately turn around and return to her seat to pick up the drawing paper again.

  Is this a coincidence?

  She was restlessly inquiring within herself.