Shen Yanxiao and her friends left the room, and as they walked out of the Herbalist Division, Yan Yu asked in doubt, "You're letting them off just like that?" For some reason, he still felt that the little brat would not let things go so easily.
Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrow and asked, "Do you know what detrimental potion they had drunk?"
"What was it?" Yang Yu was very curious to know about the potion that not even Ye Qing could identify.
Shen Yanxiao had an odd smile on her face as she said in a low voice, "It was merely an enhanced version of the Slow Potion."
"Slow Potion? Then why couldn't Pu Lisi and Ye Qing come up with the antidote?" Yang Xi propped his arm on Yan Yu's shoulders like a curious cat.
"Because I added something to it."
"What did you add?"
"A curse."
"…" The trio was thoroughly speechless. That was the first time that they had heard about the usage of curses with potions.
