The old man in the ancient chinese robes that bought the Heart of the Ocean?
Hearing Yang Ling say this, the masked man shuddered. He was surprised that Yang Ling, who had only seen him once, had discovered his true identity. He pulled the black cloth from his face to reveal a square shaped jaw. He had a sharp gaze and a high nose bridge. He was old, but he did not look like he was over a century old. Yang Ling did not know if that was due to his training or if he was wearing a mask.
"How unfortunate!" the black robed elder known as Flowing Venom laughed, a cold glint in his eyes. He began muttering softly. Immediately, Yang Ling felt a searing heat spread throughout his body, colliding with his innards as its temperature rose.
"Not good, I've been poisoned!" Yang Ling thought, shocked. Even though he did not know what was going on with him, it was clear that drinking the water from the lake was not good for him.