The moment she swallowed it, Dean Bai struggled to hide his anxiety.
"Summon the Medicine Masters!"
Atop the imperial throne, the Emperor also seemed worried, his brows furrowed slightly.
However, there was not a trace of urgency in his gaze. His eyes swept over the ministers in attendance as he observed quietly.
It was unclear what, exactly, he was looking for.
The evening banquet was instantly thrown into chaos.
The vice-dean and the teachers all rushed to surround her.
The envoy from the Golden Sand Country smirked.
"I have no desire for this young master to truly lose his life here. What he has taken is the Nine Poison Pill. As long as you can formulate an antidote within the next hour, he can be saved."
As soon as he finished speaking, the envoy took two steps back, allowing the anxious Pharmacists to swarm forward.
Among the three major countries, the relationship between the Golden Sand Country and Qingning Country was the most hostile.
