Poison

Looking at Jiang Peihuan, Zhao Yang coldly said, "It's simple. If you die, no one in this world will know the secret."

"You're so confident you can kill the two of us?"

"If King Cheng had not been poisoned, I wouldn't be confident. But I know that the poison in King Cheng's body has not been completely cleared, so today is the day you two die."

Saying this, Zhao Yang raised his long sword.

"By you alone?"

Seeing Zhao Yang rushing towards him, Xiao Nanye's eyes revealed a hint of mockery. However, as he clashed with Zhao Yang, a coldness also appeared in his eyes.

Standing by, Jiang Peihuan noticed Zhao Yang's fierce moves and her expression became tense. She recognized that Zhao Yang was the same mysterious man who had previously pursued them in the Western Regions.

Now, she finally understood why Zhao Yang insisted on luring them here. At first, she thought it was because of her, but it seemed the trap was set for Xiao Nanye.