Chapter 80
Feng Jiao Xue walked towards the cup again, thankful that there was still a small dose left.
Normally, in her old body, she could have taken a taste test and identified the ingredients instantly. But with this fragile vessel, she doubted she would survive if she tried. Briefly, she considered her situation. She really needed to start training this body’s immunity to poison. It would not do if her own ’weapon’ was used against her. But... with the accumulated toxicity from the poisons in her childhood, perhaps she could jump-start it.
"Little Snowflake?" Feng Zhenhai placed a hand on her shoulder. "You know you don’t have to do this. Let’s leave it to the professionals, okay?" he coaxed.
Feng Jiao Xue placed a reassuring hand over his. "Grandfather, trust me. I know what I’m doing."
A scoff from the side caught her attention. "Attention whore." Feng Meng glared. "What could someone like you, who never even had basic education, know? Even people from the countryside are more knowledgeable than you!"
"Sister has more brains than you!" Mo Tianze hissed indignantly.
"Why you—! What did you say?! You stupid beast!" Feng Meng raised her hand to strike Mo Tianze across the face, but a cold, iron-tight grip stopped her.
"Cousin, you really should watch that temper," Feng Jiao Xue warned coldly.
"She is still young, Cousin. Feng Meng is just a youthful miss," Feng Mei stepped in, attempting to pry Feng Jiao Xue’s hand from Feng Meng’s wrist. A brief, cold smirk flickered on her lips.
Crack!
Feng Meng’s eyes widened as tears streamed down her face. "Ahhh! Daddy, it hurts!" She clutched her broken wrist, sobbing.