Poison!
Under the meticulous observation of the Sword Gourd Spirit, there were tiny particles in the chicken meat invisible to the naked eye—those particles turned out to be a slow-acting poison: arsenic powder.
Because martial training required medicinal decoctions, he had read a book about medicines before, which mentioned all kinds of poisons.
Arsenic powder is colorless and tasteless; in small doses, eating it won't cause any symptoms, but if consumed over a long period, the accumulated toxins cause irreversible damage to the internal organs—a very fierce chronic poison.
"Brother Chu, it smells amazing, don't you catch the aroma?" Liang Yuan's mouth watered, and he nearly could not hold back any longer.
Chu Ming kept a calm face, let his chopsticks fall, picked up a piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth.
Ning Hao and Liang Yuan, seeing this, immediately started eating eagerly.
