Gold was elated. As soon as he arrived here, he wanted to stretch his legs. After all, moving around in the jungle is much more liberating than coiling around someone's wrist. Plus, who knows, he might even gather some underlings. Haven't you noticed how Xiaohei is always showing off? Isn't it just because he has some followers? This king doesn't care for that, but if I do, those underlings will be at my beck and call in no time.
Of course, this wasn't the time for daydreaming; he hadn't forgotten his mission.
But there were more than twenty cult members and over forty Medicinal Soldiers here. Killing them wouldn't be quick, and his venom was far too precious to be wasted on these lackeys.
Such lowly tasks as biting should be left to underlings, and after a round, he had brought quite a few poisonous snakes. Naturally, those with mild venom weren't qualified to come.
Soon, cries of people being bitten by snakes echoed through the area.
