"Isn't the Poison King worried that Second Uncle might act desperately?" Liu Hun said with a smile while handing a cigarette to the Poison King.
"If you're not worried, what do I have to worry about?" The Poison King chuckled, utterly indifferent.
However, as soon as he spoke, a cold light flashed in his eyes. He swiftly grabbed the girl in front of him and used her as a shield.
Liu Hun gently pinched the cigarette butt between his fingers, launching a silver needle silently toward the Poison King.
"Psst..." A subtle sound echoed in the air, the silver needle unerringly piercing into the girl's body.
The next moment, she fell into unconsciousness.
"I knew you were up to no good, and indeed!" The Poison King sneered at Liu Hun.
"Unfortunately, by the time you realize, it's already too late!" With that, Liu Hun opened the cigarette box with his right hand, exerting a small force in his palm, launching more than ten silver needles toward the Poison King.
