159 158: Poison

"Whenever people think about poison, what comes to their mind?. What do people, the general people think poison is?"

As Corey and old man poison sat on their chairs, with Corey wondering what his master previously meant by the words he previously said, his master once again, asked him another question.

Corey had a pondering expression as he thought on the answer to his master's words.

"Whenever people here about poison, what comes to their mind is death. If people here about somebody been poisoned, what comes to their mind is that the person is dying."

Old man poison nodded, his hand subconsciously going to his long beard and in the next second, he started stroking it.

"Yes, you're right… But what is your own definition of poison?"

Old man poison asked and Corey's brows furrowed slightly.

What was his own definition of poison?

This question revolved in Corey's mind as he pondered on his answer.