The man in black tightened his grip on the object in his hand, "But the Young Master is in this condition now..."
"The poisoning is always like this; he will definitely make it through," Chen An's eyes darkened for a moment but were extremely firm, "This stuff can't be touched again. It's more terrifying than regular drugs."
The man in black looked at Mo Nanjue's complexion, his feet unmoving, "But Young Master An..."
"Do you want to know what this stuff is?" Chen An suddenly stood up straight, snatched the syringe from his hand, walked to the potted plant nearby, unscrewed the cap, and dripped the deep red liquid in.
A potted plant rapidly decomposed and withered.
The eyes of several men in black widened. Though they knew the toxic nature of Devil's Kiss, no one expected it to be so horrifying!
"See it clearly?" Chen An tossed the syringe into the trash bin nearby, his face somber, "How many days can someone live after injecting this stuff?"
