Seeing the severely poisoned victim awaken after drinking the seemingly upgraded Snake King Water, Tu Xiao'an quietly left the temple.
This was good news—no one had to die. But the problem was only half-solved.
What Tu Xiao'an had to do now was uncover the truth. Was the appearance of those white mosquitoes man-made, or was it a coincidence?
Regardless, Tu Xiao'an had to find and eliminate these white mosquitoes first.
He was certain the white mosquitoes were responsible. Why? Because Tu Xiao'an had seen a pinprick-like wound through the festering skin of a victim.
It all started there.
Standing outside the temple, he could hear the streets buzzing with anxious chatter. One person after another was being poisoned and falling unconscious, which had already caused a huge panic.
Clearly, the festive atmosphere of the Snake King Festival had vanished into thin air.
'Spread my consciousness and cover everything.'
