Bai Zhi'er turned around and spoke first: "I didn't strike too hard either, considering how quickly you pulled me in just now, I imagined you would dodge that move."
When she looked closely, she realized the other person was a masked man dressed in black.
Under the mask, those eyes were sharp and deep.
The man in black chuckled: "Had I not been poisoned by their mist, I naturally wouldn't have fallen for your move."
After speaking, he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground under the table.
Bai Zhi'er saw he wasn't pretending and went over to check his pulse.
Sure enough, he had accidentally inhaled some kind of poison carried by smoke.
It seems this underground chamber is fraught with danger.
Bai Zhi'er looked at him: "Do you fear pain?"
The man in black squinted: "Why ask such a thing?"
Bai Zhi'er didn't waste words with him, swiftly removing one of her earrings.
Using the sharp point at the back of the earring, she directly pierced the man's finger.
