Looking at the young man's hypocritical face, Baili Xi, already dizzy and unsteady from blood loss, felt a wave of nausea rising in her stomach. Seeing the young man slowly step forward as if about to swear an oath, she said, "Stay back. Take one more step, and none of you will get what you want." With that, she slowly retreated until she stood at the edge of the lake.
Seeing everyone looking terrified lest she fall into the lake, Baili Xi swept her gaze across their faces one by one, then dropped her weapon amidst their gleeful looks. Just as everyone thought Baili Xi was about to yield, and the young man was already preparing to offer another round of smooth-tongued persuasion, Baili Xi produced a small porcelain bottle, no larger than a palm and shaped like a teardrop.
Staring at the milky-white porcelain bottle, Baili Xi removed the stopper and tilted her head back to pour its contents into her mouth. A single droplet of liquid trickled down the corner of her lips, its blood-red hue lending a touch of frantic, tragic intensity to her pale cheeks.
Chapter 158