"Thank you very much."

Su Mo cupped his fists in thanks.

After those people had left, Su Mo exchanged a word with Shi Cheng and then returned to the room with his companions.

"Isn't there something mystical about this Bone Nourishing Soup?"

As soon as Yang Xiaoyun sat down, she asked Su Mo.

Su Mo nodded gently, "But the exact situation is still unknown. Once he brings some over, Little Situ, please take a look."

"Sure."

Little Situ nodded immediately,

"Brother Su, did you gain anything from today's interpretation of scripture?"

Since there were no outsiders present, Su Mo briefly described what he had seen today.

Finally, he said, "So, Little Situ, you might have to accompany me tonight."

Hearing this, Little Situ was immediately excited, "Great!"

At this point, the disciple who went to fetch the Bone Nourishing Soup had returned.

There were several bowls of steaming soup on the tray in his hand.

Wei Ziyi went to take them, but the disciples from Longmu Island were reluctant to leave.

Standing there, they said,

"Everyone, this Bone Nourishing Soup needs to be drunk while it's hot.

"Only then can you taste its true flavor.

"It is truly wonderful.

"Why not try drinking it now?"

Su Mo glanced at them, raising his eyebrows slightly,

"We do not like being watched while we eat."

"Then we'll take our leave."

The group did not say much more and immediately turned to leave.

Su Mo and his companions exchanged a glance, then all looked at Little Situ.

Little Situ moved closer to the bowls of soup, examined them carefully, and after a moment, frowned slightly,

"There are several different medicinal ingredients mixed in, but this shouldn't be enough to poison someone... However, the behavior of those few people seemed a bit odd."

Su Mo nodded and moved to a corner of the room.

In the corner stood a large wooden chest.

It was usually used to store personal items, but Su Mo had found it quite fitting for another purpose.

Opening the chest, there was a person curled up inside.

His face was pale, in a deep slumber, oblivious to the world.

Su Mo flicked his finger, and the person suddenly opened his eyes wide, glaring at Su Mo,

"You... It's one thing to imprison me here, but to also press on my sleep acupoint?"

Su Mo smiled,

"This is the bedroom of a young lady from our escort agency, and it's not appropriate for an unmarried maiden to stay in the same room with a man.

"It's already a provisional measure given our current inconvenient situation.

"Naturally, I cannot let you remain too conscious, otherwise, it wouldn't be proper.

"I ask for your understanding, senior..."

"...Hmph."

The sick young master could not be bothered to argue any further.

Even though the exchange with Su Mo was brief,

He knew that this person seemed loyal, but was actually extremely cunning.

In terms of scheming, he was no less than himself.

His words were pleasant-sounding, but his actions were ruthless and decisive.

His heart was as hard as iron, not swayed by others' pleas or kowtows.

Immediately, he just let out a cold laugh,

"And now that you've awakened me, what do you want?"

"I invite you, senior, to have some soup."

"?"

The sick young master looked confused, then noticed Su Mo already holding a bowl of soup, casting him a glance,

"What's mystical about this soup of yours?

"I'm already poisoned with something strange, so even if you give me more poison, it's unnecessary, isn't it?"

"You misunderstand, senior."

Su Mo sighed,

"Truly, I feel uneasy keeping you confined here.

"Every time I ponder, it makes me restless.

"Recalling that you haven't had a grain of rice or drop of water since arriving, I brought a bowl of soup for you to taste."

While he spoke, he pulled the sick young master from the chest to sit inside it.

The sick young master listened to Su Mo's words and thought he was just spouting nonsense, but opened his mouth,

"Bring it on."

Since others were holding the knife and he was at their mercy, what was the use of crying or resisting?

Besides showing weakness, it was entirely pointless.

To prevent Su Mo from using more tricks on him and to avoid unnecessary humiliation, he simply opened his mouth, saving some effort.

Su Mo nodded and poured the bowl of Bone Nourishing Soup into his mouth.

All could hear the sounds of swallowing coming from the sick young master's throat, and in a few gulps, the bowl was empty.

Then, everyone waited to see what would happen.

The sick young master smacked his lips,

"The taste is quite ordinary; what kind of soup is this?"

"Hmm?"

Su Mo was taken aback, "Isn't it supposed to be delicious?"

"Delicious?"

The sick young master raised an eyebrow slightly, "The taste of this soup is rather plain... yet indeed delicious."

At first, his words carried a hint of cold laughter, but then his tone abruptly changed.

Then he smacked his lips again,

"Delicious, truly delicious.

"How could such flavor exist on earth?

"What exactly is this soup?"

"Bone Nourishing Soup."

Watching his demeanor, Su Mo instinctively glanced at Little Situ.

Without a word, Little Situ reached out to take the sick young man's pulse and pried open his eyelids to check.

For a moment, her brow furrowed deeply, "This is the effect of the Soul Loss Potion, but this is not right..."

She turned to look at the other bowls of soup on the table.

With a wave, Ling Kong brought a bowl of soup to her hand.

She examined it again, and after a moment, her brow knit tightly,

"The main ingredient for the Soul Loss Potion is Indian thornapple, but it's not in this bowl.

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