Chapter 482: The Second Crusade of the Holy Confucian Sect!

While speaking, the First Elder tried to maintain a calm demeanor.

At a glance, no flaws could be detected.

Moreover, the First Elder was the person the Pavilion Master trusted the most, so she nodded and picked up the bowl of porridge.

Her red lips gently kissed the rim of the bowl.

The First Elder's expression suddenly became nervous.

It wasn't until the Pavilion Master had slowly drunk the porridge that the First Elder breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lord Pavilion Master, please rest well." The First Elder said as he picked up the bowl and bowed.

The Pavilion Master did not say much, just nodding her head.

She held up a newspaper in her hand, reading something unknown.

Without lingering, the First Elder took the bowl and hurriedly jumped down.

Throughout the day, the First Elder felt uneasy.

According to Elder Foster, the Spirit Severing Pill would not cause any obvious symptoms after being taken.