"Cold poison?!" Ming Ruofan's voice was piercingly cold. Zhong Liluo and Ming Ruofan looked at each other and then looked at the arrow in Qian Mu's hand silently.
"No. It's just that... the poison on the arrow is very effective against the cold poison. If someone were to get inflicted by the cold poison and get cut by the arrow, I'm afraid it wouldn't take more than a few months. This arrow... doesn't seem to target me, but it only injures me." Qian Mu looked at the arrow in his hand in confusion.
"G GO, this is a warning. The men who shot the arrows were not weaker than you and me. So many guards were present, but they could come and go without a sound. They hurt people like this, but did not hurt the vital parts. It should not be the group of men." Zhong Liluo looked at Ming Rufan and
