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"How is Wenyu?" The man's hoarse voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the silent corridor. "The poison has flared up, but I don't know what kind of poison it is. It's a bit tricky," Ruan Su said, her cold face washed in a pale, wintry sheen. "It might have negative effects." "What negative effects?" Bo Xingzhi asked, frowning deeply. "It might cause temporary blindness, or hearing problems