Shen Qingyan watched the night sky where the man in black had vanished, a slight curve appearing at the corner of her lips. She had planted a unique, signature fragrance powder on him; as long as she followed the scent, she would be able to track him to his lair.
As the saying goes, all warfare is based on deception; if you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles.
Shen Qingyan took the antidote and poured the contents into her palm, counting them. There were only five pills. It would hold her over for a little while longer, and as long as she remained diligent in her training, she would surely be able to fully neutralize the poison.
Chapter 50