chapter 90 Have you ever heard of poison planting ===

Aeolus Doyle looked at him indifferently, with no emotion in his eyes.

He waved his hand.

Whoops!

A black whirlwind blew over.

The void shook, and there seemed to be some kind of change, but there seemed to be no change at all.

The white-striped pheasant carefully took out a pile of pills and threw them into his mouth without looking at them.

"This antidote is made by my master. I want to see how you can poison me."

This kind of detoxification...