Yeah, while you guys are going nuts over Zhuo Bufan, I'm having my Yeung Hong Day. I've always been a nonconformist.
When Yeung Hong died, his demise was quick. It took only a few minutes for the snake poison on Wong Yung's vest to work its way around his system, eating from the inside out. It was over in probably less than an hour: a man who had been walking, talking, and breathing in good health sixty minutes earlier disintegrated into a pile of rotten flesh. Only those disintegration guns in science fiction movies would work faster.
Ten seconds after contact with the poison, could anybody in wulin history (other than West Poison Au Yeung Fung, who had the antidote) have saved Yeung Hong's life? What if the Janitor Monk, Hui Juk, Dr. Sit from DGSD, East Heretic Wong Yerk See, the Indian Monk from ROCH, Wu Ching Lau from HSDS, and Cheung Mo Gei were all there and equipped with every known medicine in the world (except the snake poison antidote that Yeung Hong needs)? Could they do anything to help Yeung Hong, or was Yeung Hong screwed the moment he touched the poison no matter who might come to help him?