Luo Pin swung his legs and took an orange from the fruit plate to peel.

She spoke in a dismissive tone.

"As the saying goes, you learn from your mistakes. Only after you've suffered will you learn your lesson."

"Just seeing others suffer isn't enough to wake you up. I need to make all of you experience the taste of this poison firsthand so you'll know fear. Don't you agree?"

Luo Pin casually tossed the peeled orange peel on the ground, glanced at everyone with a smile, and then stuffed the whole peeled orange into her mouth, her eyes squinting from the sweetness.

Upon hearing her words, the remaining dozen or so people turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror.

One of them, with a fawning smile on his face, spoke in a trembling voice.

"Lord Luo, we already know fear, so we don't need to experience it anymore, right?"

However, her words received no response.

Luo Pinzheng had already taken the fruit back from the plate and lowered his head, no longer paying attention to them.

The rest of them had long faces, knowing that saying anything more would be useless.

Seeing the people still crying on the ground, they all closed their eyes and waited for the poison to take effect.

As time goes by, new people continue to fall.

Su Qinghe glanced at the few people still standing, secretly slipped a pill to Qin Anmin, and instructed her to take one herself afterward.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and Su Qinghe quickly pretended to lie down with the others.

Qin Anmin did the same thing as her, and both of them had blood oozing from their noses.

To avoid being noticed, the two women curled up face down. Although their faces were not visible, blood could be seen smeared beneath them.

In just a quarter of an hour, the group of people who were standing there had all curled up on the ground.

For a moment, the only sounds in the camp besides the rustling of armor as soldiers moved about were their wails.

About fifteen minutes later, Luo Pinzheng finished eating the fruit in the fruit plate.

She wiped her hands, stood up, looked down at the people lying on the ground, and took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom.

"Don't worry, here's the antidote."

She smiled maliciously, opened the bottle, and poured dozens of pills into her palm.

"One, two, three... thirty-seven, exactly thirty-seven. One pill for each of you."

Luo Pin was slowly counting, putting the extra liquid back into the bottle.

She looked up and smiled at everyone, then flipped her hand down, and the medicine in her palm instantly spilled onto the ground.

Seeing this, the group of people didn't care about Luo Pinzheng's humiliation. They ignored the dirt and hurriedly scrambled to pick up the items.

Seeing this chaotic scene, Luo Pinzheng spoke again leisurely.

"I won't give you any more, just one for each person. Those who don't get one will have to wait half an hour."

Upon hearing this, the person who had just grabbed several grains was immediately punched several times.

"You son of a bitch, are you trying to kill us with pain?! What are you going to do with so much by yourself?"

"No, I... Ah!"

Several people surrounded the group, and the person who was targeted was beaten. He quickly distributed the extra medicine.

Su Qinghe quickly picked up two medicines, exchanged a secret glance with Qin Anmin, stuffed Luo Pinzheng's medicine into her pocket, and took out her own medicine.

The two took the medicine and quietly squeezed into a group with the others who had already taken it, watching the remaining people scramble for it.

Luo Pinzheng sat back down in his chair, grinning from ear to ear as he watched the group of people fighting over who would get the antidote first.

She sat and waited for a while, until everyone had taken the antidote and returned to normal, before speaking again.

"Gentlemen and patriarchs, how does it taste?"

Upon hearing her question, everyone was too afraid to speak.

Luo Pinzheng didn't expect them to answer. He smiled, his tone cold.

"This antidote is only temporary. The poison in your bodies has not been cured. It will flare up every four days, so don't even think about escaping."

Hearing that the poison had not yet been neutralized, the group swallowed nervously, but then Luo Pinzheng spoke again.

"This is no ordinary poison. Even if you manage to escape, don't expect anyone to be able to cure it."

“I, Luo Pinzheng, am not a heartless person. As long as you cooperate obediently, I will give you the final antidote after I have finished what I need to do.”

"So you'll just stay here and relax during this time, do you all understand?"

She glanced coldly at the crowd, who nodded hastily.

Seeing this, Luo Pinzheng tapped the table.

"Now, write down what you want to say."

"I'll send someone to deliver it. Remember, no tricks allowed, or else..."

Luo Pinzheng coldly swept his gaze across the crowd, sending a chill down their spines, and they all lowered their heads.

Qin Anmin and Su Qinghe exchanged a glance and sighed inwardly, realizing that Luo Pinzheng was actually such a ruthless person.

"I...I'll go first." Someone in the crowd had already walked up to the table.

Everyone watched her silently, their hearts filled with agonizing pain.

The man trembled as he picked up the brush, pulled out a sheet of Xuan paper from a stack, and began to write.

After writing a few lines, she shakily looked up and asked Luo Pinzheng.

"Sir, when will the ceremony to worship Heaven be held? I don't know when to ask them to come over."

Luo Pinzheng paused for a moment, then said, "Three days later."

"Yes, yes," the person quickly replied, then lowered their head and began writing again.

A moment later, she put down her pen. "I'm done writing."

Luo Pinzheng waved his hand, and a soldier quickly took it to her.

She looked at it carefully, then suddenly sneered and threw the paper on the ground.

"What do you mean by leaving someone in charge at home? Patriarch Li, could you explain this to me?"

When questioned, the man called the Li family head trembled, and a smile that was more like a grimace appeared on his face.

"Hehe! I'm so sorry, I made a mistake. I'll rewrite it. Please wait a moment, Lord Luo."

After saying that, before Luo Pinzheng could speak, she quickly took out another sheet of Xuan paper, picked up her pen, and hurriedly wrote it down before handing it over again.

"Alright, alright, please take a look, Lord Luo."

Luo Pinzheng took it and glanced at it before nodding in satisfaction.

"Hmm, not bad. You, take Patriarch Li down to rest."

Luo Pinzheng randomly selected a soldier, and after the Li family head was taken away, he turned his attention to the remaining people.

"Who's next?"

“I…I’ll go.” Another person stepped forward.

She quickly finished writing and handed it to Luo Pinzheng, then to the third person, and then the fourth person.

Because the Li family head's schemes had been discovered, none of the others dared to play any more tricks.

There were only thirty-seven people in total, and they all wrote very quickly, even if it was only done once.