After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhongtian stood up stiffly.
Who would have thought?
In the morning, he was full of vigor, able to strut around proudly within the Tianhai Martial Alliance. By evening, he found himself shrouded in the despair of a seven-day lethal poison.
Lin Zhongtian was afraid of death. He was also greedy for glory and wealth. He had climbed the ranks his entire life to finally reach the position of Martial Alliance Elder, hoping to live a life of luxury. But now…
Ying Changhe had told him there was no cure for his poison.
Wasn't he as good as dead now?! Only Xu Ke could save him!
Lin Zhongtian was utterly desperate. But he didn't understand. If Xu Ke has such a poison, why not use it on people with real power and influence? Why target a minor Martial Alliance Elder like me?
Little did he know that administering the Shitian Elixir came with many stringent conditions. Against the truly powerful, Xu Ke wouldn't have had a chance to use it.
