The bowl of flowerjuice was too frightening! It looked like poison!
Before he could finish his words, Senior Baker interrupted firmly, "I'll drink it! I'm not afraid of guns and bullets, why would I be afraid of a bowl of medicine? Give it to me!"
Senior Baker looked outside the door and prepared to drink the medicine despite feeling uneasy.
At that moment, a shout came from outside the door. "You can't drink it!"
An old man dressed in azure robes with a goatee entered the room.
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