Jiang Yao replied with a pleasant expression on her face. Then, she reached out and touched Moe, who was still hiding in her pocket.
She had given Moe a bottle of hallucinogen. Once a person took it, their body would absorb it entirely in less than half an hour. There was no one in the world, except for her, that could concoct the antidote for that hallucinogen.
If she did not treat Chai Xianglong, he would remain crazy for the rest of his life.
The more bad deeds he had done in his life, the more things he had to be afraid of—those with evil karma could not afford to be fearless.
It was like how he would face Zhou Xiaocheng's body in a normal situation. However, deep in his heart, he had suppressed his fear of Zhou Xiaocheng's soul.