Yuwen Feng was wary of Zhu Zi's poison. Among those who studied poison in the same batch, Zhu Zi was the most talented and had the best grades, even surpassing their master.

However, he had the worst grades. He really disliked studying strange plants and poisonous insects, as well as those fantastical formulas. They gave him a headache just looking at them. He preferred studying the human body and making money from the results of his research.

His greatest desire is to make money.

No matter how skilled one is in poisons, if someone like Zhu Zi is penniless and has to scrape together money for years to treat his sister's illness, Yuwen Feng doesn't want to live such a miserable life. So he decisively gave up learning poisons and instead became close to the innovative faction of the Hidden Branch, started a laboratory, and made it very successful. He lives a much more comfortable life than those conservative old fogies.

Moreover, those stubborn conservatives have long since dwindled in number, leaving only the Zhu Zi faction. The others are either dead or gone, not even a shadow of them can be seen, so they are nothing to fear.

However, although Yuwen Feng looked down on Zhu Zi's faction, he was very wary of Zhu Zi's poison. This guy was poisonous all over his body, and he could easily be poisoned if he was not careful.

Moreover, Zhu Zi never lies. If he says he will make his whole body rot away, he will definitely rot away. It is not a lie.

Yuwen Feng certainly didn't want everything to fall apart, so he gritted his teeth and shouted at the guards, "Open the gate! They are my friends!"

The guards were skeptical, but since the boss had spoken, they naturally wouldn't stop them anymore and let Ye Qingqing and the others in.

“Let him take it to the lab!” Ye Qingqing said.

The blackness on Zhu Zi's palm deepened, and Yuwen Feng's heart trembled. He dared not delay and led the way to the basement. In any case, Ning Xue was already on her last legs, and even if Zhu Zi had extraordinary abilities, she couldn't save her.

The basement was very quiet and at least ten degrees Celsius lower than the ground floor, making it eerie. Ye Qingqing rubbed her arms, getting goosebumps.

Zhu Zi quickened his pace, his expression excited; he was about to see his mother.

He wanted to apologize to his mother, saying that he had wronged her.

But--

A man in a white coat hurried out and said to Yuwen Feng, "Chairman, your father has arrived and taken that woman away."

Yuwen Feng's expression changed drastically. "When?"

"I was just about to call you an hour ago."

"Why didn't you call an hour ago?" Yuwen Feng's face darkened. They're all useless. An hour has passed, and they're still reporting the same thing!

Yuwen Feng also found it strange. His father had been poisoned by Ning Xue and was almost dead. He was lying unconscious in bed. How could he have come to save him?

Was his father faking it?

Yuwen Feng frowned, his heart filled with anger. His father was truly devoted to that bitch Ning Xue!

That bastard wanted to poison him, and he actually came running over to save him, damn it!

"Let's go to your house!" Zhu Zi turned around with Yuwen Feng.

That old bastard Yuwen Hua has been poisoned, he can't have gone far, and most likely he's gone home.

He needed to get there as quickly as possible to save his mother!

Yuwen Feng's family lived in the wealthy area of ​​Pingjiang, nestled against the mountains and beside the water. The villas were all built on the mountainside, appearing and disappearing in the distance, with Yuwen's family's house located halfway up the mountain.

The gate was tightly shut, and the servants outside looked panicked. Seeing Yuwen Feng, they cried out as if he were their savior, "Master and Madam are inside, and they're coughing up blood... They won't let us in..."

Yuwen Feng, his face dark, had the servants open the door. The house was quiet and lavishly decorated.

Zhu Zi couldn't wait any longer and rushed in to search. Ye Qingqing followed and found Ning Xue on the rooftop. She was being held tightly by a man, her face as white as snow, facing the stairs.