Ye Yuanhao was overjoyed and felt much better. He thanked the man repeatedly, but the middle-aged man just smiled slightly and remained very reserved.

Yuwen Feng and the middle-aged man got up and left. Ye Yuanhao respectfully saw them off. Ye Qingqing quickly pressed Wuchen's head down and lowered her head to drink her juice. This middle-aged man made her feel intimidated and she dared not face him directly.

The middle-aged man passed by Ye Qingqing and her group's table, suddenly stopped, looked at them in surprise, and his smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

"What's wrong with Master?" Yuwen Feng asked curiously.

The middle-aged man observed for a while, found nothing, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, let's go!"

He seemed to have sensed a familiar spiritual energy just now, the treasure he had been searching for all along. But when he stopped, the spiritual energy was gone. The middle-aged man didn't know if he had just imagined it.

If he could obtain that treasure from the direct line, how could he not dominate the world?

"Is that kid Zhu Zi over here? Is he willing to hand over the Poison Classic?" the middle-aged man asked as he walked, his voice very soft.

"That brat is stubborn and incorrigible. I've tried everything to persuade him, but he still won't hand it over." Yuwen Feng gritted his teeth. If his master hadn't forbidden him from harming Zhu Zi, he would have sent someone to kill that bastard long ago.

"Don't worry about Zhu Zi. I asked you to investigate the lower part of the Poison Classic. Have you found it yet?"

"Not yet, but I will definitely let Master know when I have any news."

Yuwen Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He had only just learned that the lower part of the Poison Scripture was actually in his father's hands, but that bitch Ning Xue had stolen it and must have given it to Zhu Zi. Damn it!

This matter must not be known to Master, otherwise, who knows what Master will do to his father!

The voices of Yuwen Feng and his apprentice grew weaker and weaker until they left the hotel. Ye Yuanhao turned back from the hotel entrance with a smile on his face, in a very good mood.

After Ye Yuanhao entered the elevator, Ye Qingqing and Wuchen looked up. Pipi in the backpack finally breathed a sigh of relief; it had almost suffocated. Damn it, that old bastard almost found out!

It's terrifying!

"Do you want to kill that man? I can help you!" Wuchen volunteered enthusiastically; she was so bored she was practically growing moss, and her hands were itching to get her hands dirty!

Ye Qingqing glared at him, "If you dare to make a move behind my back, I'll give you a pound of croton oil and make you die from diarrhea!"

She was determined to kill Ye Yuanhao herself, and in the most humiliating way, to slap Tang Yufen's old face hard!

Wuchen snorted irritably, "You don't appreciate kindness!"

Ye Qingqing did not leave the hotel. She was waiting. It was almost lunchtime. Ye Yuanhao would either eat at the hotel or go out to eat, which would give her a chance to make her move.

Half an hour later, Ye Yuanhao indeed got out of the elevator and strode out of the hotel. It seemed he was going out to eat. Ye Qingqing pulled Wuchen along and followed, not daring to get too close.

Ye Yuanhao walked for about ten minutes and entered a Hangzhou cuisine restaurant. He seemed to have a good appetite and ordered three dishes and a soup, and began to eat slowly.

Ye Qingqing also ordered food, thinking about how to secretly add spiritual dew to Ye Yuanhao's food.

She came up with a way to deal with Ye Yuanhao: make him take more spiritual dew to accelerate the spread of the virus in his body. As long as there was enough spiritual dew, Ye Yuanhao might not even need three days to kick the bucket.

Moreover, the entire body will become ulcerated, a truly horrific sight.

But there aren't many people in the restaurant right now. How can we distract Ye Yuanhao?

Ye Qingqing frowned and pondered, but couldn't find a suitable opportunity. She couldn't help but feel anxious, because if she delayed any longer, Ye Yuanhao would finish eating.

Ye Yuanhao will go to Yuwen Feng for treatment tomorrow, just in case that middle-aged man can really cure him!

Wuchen snorted and suddenly walked to Ye Yuanhao's side, then fell down with a thud. Ye Yuanhao subconsciously looked down, and Ye Qingqing's eyes lit up. She quickly went over and pretended to help Wuchen up, while the spiritual dew in her hand dripped into the food in front of Ye Yuanhao.