Lothar finished, "Right now, the priority is to get help for Ciril. I've sent for Abel Loggins from the capital —he'll be here soon."

At those words, Yed released Ned's collar while growling, "You're lucky this time!"

Ned stumbled backward, his brows knitted in frustration.

"Oh, you have nothing to worry about," Lothar suddenly said, looking between everyone pointedly.

"Ciril is Ascendant rank—once he regains consciousness, who and how he was poisoned would be revealed. He'd know better than anyone. If any of you are present, I will not hold back. This is an attempt on my brother's life, and it entails a summary execution!"

Paula's fingers twitched at Lothar's threat, her expression unnatural as she sneaked a look at Yed.

Yed nodded at her in turn, assuring her to stay calm since they would never be exposed.

After all, they knew better than anyone that Ciril had been poisoned with the Taut Snow Tree.

tree, but it was anything but—it was the one of most potent poisons that Hundred Bane Sect had in their disposal. It was meant for use against Ascendant ranks and named for the symptoms the

day, the ice-type poison would permeate their body, disabling

would die frozen stiff, like a tree in the

themselves in the golden sands of the northwest and charge oneself

factors worked against that. The first was that the poison acted quickly and confounded the

was that even if martial elites recognized the poison, golden sand

time,

the scene, led inside by

was white, and he stood aside as he studied Ciril for a long

he shook his head

and asked, "What's the problem, Mr. Loggins? What has my brother been

the golden sand of the northwest is needed to treat it in a day... judging

and started

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