Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 86 - 81: Poisoning_1

If the poison had leaked just before, it would have most likely been sprayed out mixed with the juice.

Even if only a little bit leaked out and mixed with the juice, the concentration would not be high, and its toxicity should be greatly reduced.

Feng Yi didn’t actually know what effect his poison had on humans or how toxic it was.

His experiments had been conducted only on ingredients and rats.

However, when Feng Yi was staring at the man in the floral shirt earlier, Feng Yi noticed that there were no wounds on his hands, so he was not in danger.

As long as there were no exposed wounds, even undiluted poison sprayed onto the hands would not cause harm, as long as one didn’t touch their eyes.

Feng Yi set down the fork he was holding.

Given the unexpected situation, Feng Yi decided not to continue dining there and found the nearest restroom.

He washed his face with cold water.

His emotions gradually calmed down.

His body slowly exited the stress response state. The previously active chemical systems in his body returned to quiescence.

Feng Yi looked at himself in the mirror.

The pupils of his eyes went from being slightly constricted back to their normal round shape.

His pupils had only narrowed slightly just now, and unless someone looked closely, it was not noticeable, and there were no significant changes in the iris either.

This level of control over the dilation of his pupils was something Feng Yi had achieved only after becoming adept at it. If he had not evolved enough control to manage such changes, his pupils would have probably turned into thin lines during the stress response.

The poison leakage from his fangs was unexpected.

Although Feng Yi knew from his call with the old butler that prolonged hunger could cause further changes in his body, and that both fangs—or rather, the entire venom gland system—were in a state of adjustment and somewhat uncontrollable.

But generally speaking, entering a stress state and all the changes that occurred in the body were for defense, a response to external stimuli.

As Feng Yi was exiting the stress state, Xie Jijie walked back, looking unwell.

Yan Dingyuan and several others were still discussing how to avoid wearing the same clothes in the future.

Someone as particular as Yan Dingyuan, who had been wearing custom-tailored clothes since childhood, had an unfortunate coincidence of buying a suit from a store and then encountering a duplicate—it was quite the stroke of bad luck!

Of course, they didn’t dare complain about Yan Dingyuan’s bad luck in front of him, so they could only curse the retailers.

As they were discussing this, they saw Xie Jijie coming back.

"How did it go? Was it successful?"

Xie Jijie chuckled, "How could it be otherwise? When I take action, can it not be successful? It’s just that there were too many people dining at the time, and they interfered with my actions. Not much splashed on his clothes, and if the kid ignores it, he might not even change."

"So, it was unsuccessful, no wonder you look upset," someone replied.

Xie Jijie, annoyed, declared, "I’ll go over and splash him one more time later, this time it will definitely work!"

Yan Dingyuan took a deep breath, "Forget it! Let’s give Qianli Group some face, don’t make a fuss here. Just consider this my bad luck!"

If it had been successful the first time, that would have been fine. But causing trouble once or twice like this can’t be explained away as an accident. If Qianli Group were to find out, they’d definitely be unhappy. Making a scene at Qianli Group’s anniversary event would be a direct affront to their dignity.

Yan Dingyuan was preparing to take over his family company, and he considered himself different from the likes of Xie Jijie and his crowd, who knew only how to play.

Xie Jijie was just speaking rhetorically; if he were really called to go and make a second attempt alone, he wouldn’t dare.

But having failed to accomplish his task, Xie Jijie still felt like he’d lost face.

Reflecting on the event, Xie Jijie calmed down and began to suspect that the kid might have tampered with something. Could the fork have been a prop?

The tableware used in Qianli Group’s event dining area, even if not absolutely luxurious, was definitely of good quality.

Xie Jijie sat down, mulling over whether the kid was playing tricks, and looked at the table before picking up a similar fork.

Because he was distracted, he cut himself on the tableware and bled.

Xie Jijie cursed under his breath, feeling like his luck was terrible today!

He tore open a disinfectant wipe from the table and cleaned the blood off his hand.

It was just a small cut, and Xie Jijie didn’t pay it much attention. He just remembered that earlier, when he had gone to cause trouble, the other party had sprayed him with juice.

He failed to splash the wine on the other person but instead got sprayed with the kid’s juice—it was a complete defeat!

Coming back, he hadn’t even thought to wash his hands in the restroom—he just slinked back in defeat!

Just the thought made Xie Jijie feel disgusted, and he wiped his hands repeatedly with several disinfectant wipes.

After wiping his hands, he tried to pick up the fork again and asked the others, "Is it easy to bend a fork?"

Someone answered, "That depends on the material, but generally, at this sort of event..."

The person gestured towards the grand venue.

"...the tableware used here couldn’t possibly be cheap, but it wouldn’t be like the silverware or precious metals used at high-end private gatherings either."

"So?" Xie Jijie prompted.

"So it’s definitely not easy to bend out of shape!" they concluded.

Xie Jijie said, "Let me try to see if I can bend it."

"It’ll be tough!" they warned.

The other people thought Xie Jijie was just wasting time out of sheer boredom.

But Xie Jijie was adamant about trying to bend it.

Seeing this, the others became even more perplexed, "Why are you suddenly trying to bend it?"

Xie Jijie: "...I just remembered a movie, I just heard someone mention it, and wanted to try."

"Ha! The stuff in movies are all props, don’t take them seriously," they remarked.

Xie Jijie: "Who cares if it’s a prop or not, I’m just gonna give it a try."

Though the others felt it was unnecessary, since Xie Jijie really wanted to try, they got excited.

"Harder! Push harder!"

"Strain!"

Some people standing by even started to mock.

"Jijie, you eat so much and still have no strength?"

"Hey Jijie, don’t shake so much..."

"Jijie, why are you drooling?!"

"Wait! He... he doesn’t look right!"

Clink!

The fork fell to the ground.

Xie Jijie collapsed.

His eyes unfocused, his mouth open as if trying to say something, but completely inaudible. His breathing grew heavier and his body convulsed, his muscles trembling as if all were shaking!

"Jijie! Xie Jijie!"

The scene scared everyone, and Yan Dingyuan quickly contacted the Lu Family. To prevent accidents during the celebration, a medical team was always on standby nearby.

...

Xie Jijie was soon carried away by the medical team, and the commotion here was also calmed with the intervention of the Lu Family.

But privately, people were talking, and rumors of all kinds were spreading.

When Feng Yi came out of the bathroom, he heard people discussing the incident.

"That guy in the floral shirt, I heard he got sick from drinking too much?"

"How come I heard it was some sort of allergy, and it looked pretty severe. A man in his twenties who doesn’t know his allergies?"

"No, no, I got the inside scoop that it’s poisoning!"

"Hmph! In five minutes, I’ve already heard seven or eight versions of ’inside scoop’!"

Feng Yi’s eyelids twitched as he listened to their talk.

Floral shirt, in his twenties, poisoned.

He couldn’t help but worry.

Soon Feng Yi saw Lu Yue standing on the side of the inner field.

Although Lu Yue still had a calm smile on his face, one could tell that he was in a rather bad mood.

"Heard there was a problem?" Feng Yi walked over and asked.

Seeing that it was Feng Yi, Lu Yue didn’t give him a cold look.

"A bit of trouble," Lu Yue said.

"What’s the situation now? I heard the guy’s been taken away by the medical team," Feng Yi asked.

Since it was Feng Yi asking, and Lu Yue had always thought about pulling people over to benefit more, he also patiently explained.

"He hasn’t woken up yet, but there’s no danger to his life. We still don’t know what happened. They say he was poisoned, but we don’t know with what. We’ll have to wait for him to wake up and ask him.

"You know how crazy that bunch is, always messing with those kinds of ’drugs’."

Lu Yue gave Feng Yi a look that said, "you know what I mean."

"...No danger to his life, that’s good," Feng Yi said.

Knowing there was no life-threatening danger on the other side and that the situation wasn’t too serious, Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Conflicts could be dealt with later, returned with double the force if needed, but this level of conflict wasn’t worth a life. Moreover, if someone actually lost their life, a thorough investigation would bring Feng Yi considerable trouble as well.

Lu Yue scoffed, "It’s a good thing there’s no danger to his life, otherwise the responsibility would fall on us!

"His parents even want Qianli Group to take responsibility. What are we supposed to be responsible for? This isn’t a kindergarten, and he’s not a toddler! He’s grown up, can I be expected to watch them all the time?

"The food and drinks are strictly managed! Otherwise, why would no one else be affected? He must have offended someone, and this is their revenge! That kid always speaks before he thinks, and he’s offended plenty of people!"

Lu Yue glanced at Feng Yi as he spoke, "Do you know him?"

Based on what Lu Yue knew about Feng Yi from their many collaborations, Feng Yi always ignored things that did not concern him. Why was he so concerned now?

Feng Yi thought about the cameras in the dining area, which, even if they couldn’t capture the whole scene, would have caught the moment he had a confrontation with the other party. At this point, being evasive would only make him the prime suspect if an investigation started.

So Feng Yi told Lu Yue about the other guy coming over and splashing wine on him.

Lu Yue laughed out of frustration.

"A man in his twenties, yet he doesn’t do anything productive! Always making a big deal out of petty issues, they’re too full of themselves!"

Lu Yue decided to speak to his elders in the family after returning. Everyone knew that Yan Dingyuan’s father understood the need to control his son. If Lu Qin continued to allow such behavior, following Xie Jijie and his group would only lead to his ruin.

"Bad luck!"

Lu Yue cursed under his breath.

Then he said to Feng Yi, "No matter who it is, man or woman, young or old, no matter how harmless they seem, be cautious of anything they hand you to put in your mouth! I bet Xie Jijie has made some enemies, and that’s why he’s suffering this time.

"They probably used a strong dose, seeing as he hasn’t woken up yet."

But Feng Yi, who barely dodged being poisoned, thought: "..."