As soon as he opened his mouth, I sensed something was wrong.

"yes. You were also in pharmacy at the time. I watched his expression closely, "I still remember the name of the medicine, it's called first-person poison." ”

"First, the poison of the human name?" After hearing the name of the potion, Marcellus frowned, "What was the situation at that time, you tell me." ”

I recounted it carefully, and told him everything I had seen at the time in as much detail as possible, but temporarily concealed the antecedents for coming to the experimental classroom, and only added at the end after explaining the consequences of coming to the classroom: "Actually, it is also my fault that I ran around, which caused me to come to your experimental laboratory from the Morpheus Ladder in the dormitory." And I'm sorry to you. At that time, after you finished making the medicine, I still ...... Took a bite. You were very angry at the time, I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious, I'm really sorry. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, you don't have to apologize......"

After listening to my words, Marcellus's mind seemed confused, almost dream-like in response to me. Within a few seconds, he must have realized the intent of my words, grabbed my arm and said, "You took first-person poison?!" ”

"Yes."

I answered him.

"I ate first-person poison."

"Why?" He frowned, thoughtful, "Don't you ...... too?"

"Before I answer your question, I want you to tell me something."

I put down the teacup and looked him in the eye.

"What is the effect of first-person poison?"

He fell silent, let go of me, and sat back in his chair.

"Shift perspectives."

"I know!" I clenched my fists hard, "I want a specific explanation of the efficacy!" ”

Marcellus was silent again. But unlike the previous silence, this time, a deep, unfathomable light came through his eyes, projecting on me like a searchlight, as if to see what was going on.

I knew what he was going to see in me.

The emotional loss just now was intentional on my part.

I also knew what he wanted to ask. That's what I want him to ask. The information that he actively explores brings much better results than if I gave it to him directly.

"How do you know?"

I smiled at him.

"Because, I am will."

I picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water into the empty cup.

"As a wise man, you should know my identity before anyone else, right?"

Marcellus was silent again.

But that's okay, I can afford to wait. After a while, he spoke, and gently spat out a word: "Yes." ”

I smiled and continued, "When did it start?" Let me guess - it was the Ten Saints Game back then, right? ”

"Yes."

"No wonder the hint is so obvious. Those who can't guess are also stupid. I rubbed my right thumb against my left palm," but then again, I was really ignorant. If it weren't for her reminder, I might still have ignored the lord's straightforward reminder......"

"Looks like you haven't remembered it all."

Marcellus spoke suddenly

"How so?"

"Because of you, you're still calling him a lord."

When I heard this, my eyes widened all at once.

"Marcellus."

I slammed to my feet, stepped in front of him in three or two steps, and grabbed the armrests on either side of his seat.

"Tell me, how much do you know about my past?"

He lifted his face and smiled mysteriously.

"A wise man knows everything."