Published: November 30, -0001
“What do you mean?”
Seeing Qin Chen suddenly mention himself, Wang Zhong's face immediately showed immense anger.
He wasn't an idiot; he could clearly hear that Qin Chen's words meant he was accusing him of poisoning during this time.
“Master has been extremely kind to me, how could I poison him? Moreover, I didn't even know what the Tianchan Huagu San was, how could I poison Master?” Wang Zhong said indignantly, “Master, this kid definitely has ulterior motives, don’t be fooled by him.”
Wang Zhong’s face was red with rage, and he was on the verge of attacking Qin Chen.
“Little brother, are you saying Wang Zhong intentionally poisoned? Impossible!” Elder Xu Bo also shook his head, showing no doubt about Wang Zhong.
“I didn't say he poisoned intentionally, but this poison is indeed related to him,” Qin Chen said calmly.
“What evidence do you have?” Wang Zhong shouted angrily, “If you don’t explain yourself today, regardless of Master’s attitude, I will never let you go.”
“The evidence is the scent on you,” Qin Chen said indifferently.
“Scent? What scent?” Wang Zhong looked puzzled.
Elder Xu Bo and Xu Zheng, along with Xiao Ya, also looked at him with suspicion.
“Elder Xu Bo, you are a sixth-grade alchemist; can’t you smell the faint fragrance on your disciple?”
“Faint fragrance? You are referring to the scent of medicinal herbs, right? During my illness, many medicines were prepared by Wang Zhong for me, so it’s normal for him to have a medicinal fragrance.”
“It’s not a medicinal fragrance; you should smell it again carefully,” Qin Chen shook his head.
After Qin Chen treated him for a bit, Elder Xu Bo's condition had clearly improved a lot. Hearing Qin Chen say this, he sniffed again carefully.
“Hmm…” He frowned slightly, “Apart from the medicinal fragrance, there is indeed a strange scent on Wang Zhong, a bit like rouge and powder.”
“It does seem to have a hint of that.”
“There really is a special fragrance.”
At this moment, Xu Zheng and Xiao Ya were also sniffing around Wang Zhong, seeming to find something amiss.
“The problem lies with this fragrance,” Qin Chen sneered.
“Impossible.” Wang Zhong's face was ugly as he continued to smell himself, angrily stating, “What scent could I possibly have? Even if there is a hint of fragrance, what does that matter? Everyone here has smelled it and said there is no problem; is the scent of rouge and powder considered poison!”
Wang Zhong was extremely furious, his face flushed.
“Rouge and powder? You, a grown man, also need to use rouge and powder?” Qin Chen mocked.
“I…” Wang Zhong's face turned red, stammering.
“Little brother, what exactly is wrong with this scent?” Xu Bo turned to look.
“If it were ordinary rouge and powder, it would naturally not be a problem. However, this scent contains konjac powder; konjac powder is a type of toxic substance, and its fragrance is extremely similar to ordinary rouge, making it very difficult for the average person to distinguish. Even an alchemist, unless they are knowledgeable, would not be able to identify it. Moreover, konjac powder is not a deadly poison; for an ordinary person, smelling it too much would only cause dizziness, let alone a martial artist. However, this konjac powder is lethal to you.”
“Ordinary people are fine, but it is lethal to me, what is the reasoning behind that?” Elder Xu Bo was confused.
“Elder Xu Bo, if I’m not mistaken, you practice a certain type of Yang-based technique, right?” At this moment, Qin Chen suddenly shifted the conversation to martial arts.
Xu Bo was taken aback, not knowing why Qin Chen suddenly changed the topic, but he still nodded, saying, “That’s right, the technique I practice is a very domineering and vigorous Yang technique, called the Nine Yang Burning Sun Technique.”
Qin Chen nodded: “Then that’s it. Moreover, Elder Xu Bo, your Qi Sea must have been injured in the past and has not healed properly. You often need to take restorative pills to manage it.”