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 Therefore, she decided to abandon her original plans and gave them the antidote instead.

As a result, her one moment of softheartedness had become a flaw in her plans!

Shen Yanxiao covertly clenched her fist. When she saw her team members tumbled down the slope and had lost all of their former elegance, she felt annoyed and irritated. They were hers to defeat, so she did not like the idea that someone else had beaten her to it.

Therefore, she decided to offer them the antidote so that they could recover their former elegance and retaliate against those who had hurt them.

Did she regret that decision?

Shen Yanxiao bitterly laughed internally. Why did she not feel the slightest hint of regret then? She thought it was rather unsightly to see her four teammates covered in dirt. The arrogant and heroic appearance was the imposing manner that suited them more.

Shen Yanxiao was prepared to get caught. She figured that, at most, she would only get lectured by the teachers. She had only stolen something, so they couldn't possibly expel her, right?

The only downside to that was that it would be challenging to take action against any of the teachers should she wanted to in the future.

No matter who would lose what next time, she would always be the first suspect.

Shen Yanxiao could already imagine her future gloomy campus life. However, Qi Xia looked at Shen Yanxiao and Tang Nazhi with a smile and said, "It was Tang Nazhi, of course."

"..." Shen Yanxiao was momentarily stunned with his answer as she looked at the smiling Qi Xia in astonishment.

However, Tang Nazhi had already spoken up before she even had the chance to react. "Teacher Ling Yue, I am embarrassed to say this, but my previous herbalist instructor had taught me a similar formula in the past. Haha... so it was naturally faster for me to produce this antidote... However, this cannot be considered as cheating! It was something that I had accumulated over the years!" Tang Nazhi defended himself as if there was really such an incident, and acted as if he was afraid that Ling Yue would cancel his achievements.

Ling Yue was also stunned as he had assumed that it was Shen Jue who had given the antidote to them. After all, as the young master of the Black Tortoise Family, Tang Nazhi's old man would break his leg to pull him back to the proper path even if he had wanted to become a warlock. Therefore, he could not have been that warlock.

Even though Shen Jue was part of the Vermilion Bird Family, those from the branch families were rarely valued by the main family. Therefore, no one would notice even if he had secretly studied to become a warlock.

However, Qi Xia and Tang Nazhi had spoken in unison that Tang Nazhi had produced the potion and that was out of Ling Yue's expectations.

Furthermore, there was nothing wrong with what he had said. After all, everyone knew that the young master of Black Tortoise Family had studied diligently for an extended period with hopes to enter the Herbalist Division. He had also sought guidance from reputable herbalists everywhere, and it was highly likely for him to have encountered similar formulas before then.

Ling Yue frowned. The conflicts between the five great families were neverending. So, Qi Xia and Tang Nazhi did not have any reason to cover for a member of one of the branches of the Vermilion Bird Family.

Ling Yue glanced at the petite Shen Jue and thought that his guess might have significantly deviated. According to their judgment, that warlock was at least of intermediate level but how old was Shen Jue?

He was only thirteen years old, and there was still some time before he grew into adulthood. So how could he possibly be an intermediate-level warlock?

If he had indeed managed to become an intermediate warlock at the age of thirteen, then he would undoubtedly exceed those legendary people in the future.

As he heard both Qi Xia and Tang Nazhi's statements, Ling Yue's last traces of suspicions were erased.