"'Could it be that these dishes are actually edible?'" Qi Yu tried once more, unconvinced by the superstition, and the result was no different from before; the silver needle showed no sign of blackening.
However, Li Mingjue said, "The absence of poison doesn't mean these dishes are safe to eat. It's possible that these dishes are made from insects or something of the sort, and to our eyes, they look no different from normal vegetables."
Hearing his words, Qi Yu looked at the dishes with visible disgust.
She put the lid back on and pushed the food box far away, not giving it another glance.
"How exactly are we supposed to escape this illusion?" she asked, furrowing her brows as she continued to ponder the question.
