"Thank you," Du Jiaolan said, wishing they would leave quickly. The gaze of the man in front of her made her feel starkly exposed, as if under intense scrutiny.
"The silver needles in the mechanism are poisoned. Do you have an antidote?"
Luo Yaxuan asked, seemingly in passing!
Du Jiaolan didn't dare meet anyone's eyes. She had already caught a glimpse of the sharp look in this young man's gaze. Her heart pounded as she forced herself to remain composed, fearing he might detect her nervousness. She felt terribly uneasy and hoped he and this couple wouldn't uncover her disguise before they purchased something and left.
Her lowered eyes flickered with a ripple of emotion she couldn't entirely repress!
"There is an antidote, but it must be sold along with this hairpin. It will make it more expensive. I wonder if Immortal Masters would be interested in buying it," she responded.
