William Clark smiled as he pinched Lucy’s soft, delicate pink nose, and said with feigned annoyance, “When has your young master ever not been impressive?”

It was meant as a joke, but to his surprise, Lucy actually thought about it seriously, then nodded and said, “Hmm, people used to always say bad things about young master, but I don’t know why—I just feel young master is great. It’s just that now, young master is even more impressive than before. By the way, what is this pill for?”

Since the day of his rebirth, Lucy had already become the person closest to William Clark, so there was nothing to hide: “This is poison—a very potent one.”

Lucy seemed startled and exclaimed in surprise, “Ah? Why is young master making something like this?”

William Clark laughed, “Naturally, it’s for someone to take.”

Lucy thought for a moment, then said seriously, “I get it. Young master must be making this poison for bad people to take.”

William Clark burst out laughing, “Come on, the bad guy should be arriving soon. Let’s go wait for him in the side room.”

The two had just stepped into the main hall when a servant came to report that a man, his face covered in blood, was begging for an audience at the front of the residence. William Clark ordered the servant to bring the man in.

A short while later, the servant led a miserable-looking David Turner into the side room.

As soon as David Turner saw William Clark, he rushed over and clung to William Clark’s leg, wailing, “Young Master Ye, I beg you, please have mercy and save me! We’ve never had any grudges, so why do you want to kill me?”

William Clark looked at him with disdain and kicked him far away, then sat down and said, “No grudges? Do you really think I’m a fool? No matter how many Heart-Guarding Pills our Ye family has, we wouldn’t waste them on a dog. You can either confess honestly and earn the antidote, or wait to die from the poison. The choice is yours.”

After being kicked away by William Clark, David Turner didn’t resist at all. He crawled back, rolling and scrambling, but this time didn’t dare to cling to his leg again. William Clark was only at the first stage of Vital Energy, so even if he used all his strength, he couldn’t really hurt David Turner.

As for whether David Turner would act out of desperation, William Clark wasn’t worried at all, because David Turner’s vital energy was scattered and he couldn’t gather any strength.

“Young Master Ye, I really don’t know what you’re talking about! I just came to the Fragrant Medicine Pavilion for treatment. Even if I offended you, it’s not a crime worth dying for, right? I’m just a nobody—please, Young Master Ye, just treat me like a fart and let me go.” David Turner wailed shamelessly.

William Clark said nothing, just stared at David Turner’s terrifying face, making David Turner feel increasingly uneasy.

At this moment, David Turner still clung to a last shred of hope, thinking maybe William Clark was just being a spoiled brat and playing a prank. He had thrown away his dignity in hopes of coaxing William Clark into giving him the antidote. His identity couldn’t stand the light of day—if it was exposed, he’d be hunted by all the beast hunters.

But after being stared at by William Clark for so long, David Turner’s heart gradually sank to rock bottom.

William Clark looked at David Turner, then suddenly smiled—a smile that sent chills down David Turner’s spine.

“Ye… Young Master Ye.”

“Heh, it’s fine if you don’t want to talk. I have plenty of time, but you don’t have much left. Are you feeling like your insides are burning, as if your whole body is about to ignite? That’s just the beginning. In a little while, your skin won’t be able to take it, and it’ll split open inch by inch. In the end, you’ll go ‘pop’—just like a watermelon bursting.”

As William Clark spoke, he even mimed an explosion with his hands, and David Turner shuddered, as if he really exploded along with the gesture.

At this point, David Turner had no more illusions—William Clark had definitely figured something out.

Thinking of this, David Turner suddenly calmed down—a survival instinct honed from years as a beast hunter. But he was extremely cunning and devious, so his mind quickly turned, and a plan formed.

Given the current situation, there was no way to do things as before. He decided to spill everything. As long as he could trick William Clark into giving him the antidote, he’d immediately kill William Clark and the little girl, then flee far away.

David Turner was a decisive person. Once he made up his mind, he didn’t hesitate. Of course, he wouldn’t reveal his true intentions, but continued to act pitiful and shameless to lower William Clark’s guard.

David Turner kowtowed repeatedly, crying, “Young Master Ye, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. You have sharp eyes—nothing can be hidden from you. I’m willing to tell you everything, just please spare my life.”

William Clark seemed very satisfied with David Turner’s performance and smiled, “That depends on whether the information you give is valuable. If it is, I naturally won’t make things hard for a nobody like you.”

Hearing this, David Turner was overjoyed, thinking this spoiled brat really is easy to fool—just a little honey and he falls for it. Without hesitation, he spilled everything.

Things were pretty much as William Clark had guessed. That burly man had first visited several pill shops, and occasionally there were doctors who recognized the Seven Venom Flowing Cloud Python’s poison, but they were helpless.

Don’t be fooled—while Qian Miao was nothing in front of William Clark, he was a big name in the entire Qin Kingdom. He could recognize and treat the Seven-Colored Flowing Cloud Python’s poison, but that didn’t mean others could. Luckily, none of the others could cure it, or that burly man would have died from the poison long ago.