Chapter 1792: How Miserable!

"Tsk."

Lin Caisang lightly clicked her tongue.

"Brother Molian, shall we depart for Mao City immediately?"

She looked toward Sui Zimo and asked.

"Make arrangements."

Sui Zimo merely looked at Zhe Jue and instructed.

"Yes."

Zhe Jue complied and then left the room.

Meanwhile, the man swallowed hard, watching Lin Caisang with immense nervousness.

"Miss, I... I've told the truth, that antidote..."

He had been forced to ingest so much poison; without the antidote, there was only death in store — he didn't want to die so soon; he still had family.

Lin Caisang simply ignored him and directly ordered Uncle San to drag the man away.

This man still had his uses, so he was kept at the Wanling Agency. As for the poison she administered... well, it wouldn't kill him right away; she decided to let things take their course for now.

Once she found her father in Mao City, she would consider sparing the man's life.

...

Mao City.

It was two days later when the group arrived.