Lan Shuyi looked at the porcelain bottle before him, a trace of struggle appearing on his face.
But he soon became calm:
"Alright, I'll take it."
Chu Qing took a pill from the bottle and placed it in Lan Shuyi's hand.
Lan Shuyi swallowed it without even looking:
"Now, can the Third Young Master rest assured?"
"Barely."
Chu Qing's words were true, because the so-called 'Three-nine Soul-breaking Pill' was fake, it was naturally impossible to be truly assured.
But the words that came out of his mouth were:
"In the Martial World, the human heart is treacherous, if someone truly intends to set a trap, staking everything on a gamble is not uncommon.
"This is merely the first step in you showing your sincerity, speaking of completely trusting you... Even if I really said so, would you truly believe it?"
"The Third Young Master's vigilance is rather unexpected to me."
Lan Shuyi chuckled bitterly:
