Swallowing that fragrant and warming elixir could completely rid oneself of the pain brought by the cold poison, but what lay ahead would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.
For a fleeting moment, Pang Sanli harbored a sinister thought—fight desperately!
Since the cold poison was caused by the parasitic insect demon within his body, and they were apprehensive because of it, maybe a desperate last stand could instead carve out a path to survival;
Even if he were to die by a single strike, he would at least give them a headache!
He was never a person of good character. Knowing that escaping could likely lead him to freeze to death like Fan Lu, he would also let the insect demon escape and infect more people with the cold poison. Yet Pang Sanli's sly heart was still persistent with malevolence, thinking, why should I be left in such a state for kindly helping a friend?
Why should you all be so cold-blooded and unaffected by this? Even if I die, I'd better drag some down with me!
