Yun Shimo's face was grim. He immediately gave Bingyi some antidote powder which could counteract some of the aphrodisiac effects of the laced soup.

Bingyi took it and gradually, the energy racing around his body finally calmed down.

Yun Shimo poured out a bowl of soup and dipped his fingertips into it. He brought it to his nose and sniffed. Then he sneered. "Aphrodisiac Powder—what a powerful drug. But... Qianyang shouldn't be this sort of a person." ...