Meng Yunzheng finished speaking and then forced the poison into his mouth.
Cheng Dong subconsciously tried to spit it out, but Meng Yunzhen covered his mouth with the handkerchief.
His gaze icy, he asked word by word, "What's the matter? Unwilling to die? Perhaps you'd rather tell us the content of that letter."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Dong swallowed the poison.
Zhao Xi, "..." So, do you actually want him dead or not?
Meng Yunzheng withdrew his hand as the poison was evidently the type that kills upon contact with blood. It wasn't long after Cheng Dong swallowed it that he violently convulsed a couple of times, his eyes bulged, and he stopped breathing altogether.
Meng Yunzheng wiped his hands with the handkerchief, his mood improved.
