Chen Fan sneered, "Threatening me? Do you think you can? "
The old woman's expression stiffened. "I wasn't threatening you!"
"At most, it was a test!"
"Is that so?" Chen Fan slowly walked towards the old woman.
"You... what are you doing?" The old woman was a little scared by Chen Fan's gaze.
"There's an old saying, 'To give without taking back is not polite'!" Chen Fan said word by word, "You poisoned me, so naturally, I'll poison you!"
Hearing this, the old woman had a bad feeling.
She prepared to flee.
But Chen Fan gave her no such opportunity.
In an instant, he blocked her path.
He sent out a silver needle.
The old woman froze on the spot, her face looking rather grim.
"Chen... Chen Fan, I was just joking with you. Don't be impulsive!"
"Won't you look at me? I'm an old woman!"
Chen Fan ignored her. He used the silver needle to poison her. The silver needle in his hand lightly touched the invitation card, transforming into a new kind of poison.
At this moment, the old woman's face contorted into a grimace. "Chen... Chen Fan, how could you do this? We have no enmity between us!"
"Besides, I came to deliver an invitation to you. Is it appropriate for you to treat me like this?"
Chen Fan was too lazy to listen to her useless drivel. "Enough nonsense. If this poison isn't cured within three days, your whole body will rot and you'll die!"
"You..." The old woman was infuriated but dared not curse Chen Fan. She adopted a completely submissive posture. "Agh... Chen Fan, you little brat!"
"I will not let you off!"
Chen Fan was unconcerned. "As you wish, do whatever you want! Oh, by the way, a little reminder: every night at ten o'clock, you'll feel like all your bones are being subjected to a thousand cuts!"
"Of course, it will only last three times, because after the third time, you'll be dead!"
"Ah, you..."
The old woman was now terrified, her face extremely grim.
So... so infuriating!
Chen Fan added, "You can try to cure the poison, but the chances of success are slim! It might even backfire. Remember!"
The old woman wanted to lash out, but for some reason, she was speechless!
Helpless... she never imagined things would have escalated to this point!
The old woman had no choice but to sigh. "You... what exactly do you want?"
Chen Fan glanced sideways at the old woman. "You can't tell? You're a smart one?"
"I've lived more than half my life; I'm not an idiot, am I!" the old woman retorted indignantly.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Well... that's good. Since you refine poisons, you naturally can't do without good ingredients. Therefore, I want medicinal herbs that are over two hundred years old!"
The old woman finally understood what "haggling" meant. She spat, "Chen Fan, this joke of yours is not funny at all!"
Chen Fan snorted coldly. "Enough talk. Without the old herbs, you can just wait to turn into a pool of blood!"
Hearing this, the old woman froze on the spot, extremely angered. "Do you really think I'll be controlled by you?"
Chen Fan was indifferent. "You can choose not to be controlled, but the prerequisite is death. Think about it yourself!"
The old woman wanted to fight back, but after being pricked by Chen Fan's needle, her body was already beyond her control.
"You old hag, you only have three days!"
Chen Fan said this and swaggered away.
He returned to the main hall and used silver needles to remove the poison from Ge Dashan and his companions. After a while, their expressions returned to normal, and they looked like people again.
They were completely unaware of what had just happened.