Tower of Master Teachers

His words sure were incoherent, Zhang Xuan remarked internally with a shake of his head.

He had thought that Hu Yiwei, as Yang shi's butler, would surely be an imposing and formidable figure, but who would have thought that he was such an unreliable figure?

But speaking of which, it was a little coincidental that the Innate Fetal Poison suddenly worked up just as Hu Yiwei placed his fingers on his pulse earlier. It was fortunate that he managed to suppress the Innate Fetal Poison from thrashing around via his Heaven's Path zhenqi and the lightning energy that he had absorbed earlier, or else it truly would have been awkward if he was labeled a poison master as a result of that.