"Sangze, I've had enough of you!" Yun Qi remembered the humiliation of being burned that night and threw a punch at Sangze's face.
But suddenly, his movements slowed.
Yun Qi's pupils shrank, and he stared at Sangze in disbelief.
At that moment, those mismatched eyes were filled with innocence.
Sangze pried Yun Qi's hand away and, with a look of surprise, poked his sharp nose. Veins throbbed on Yun Qi's temples in fury.
Once he confirmed that Yun Qi's movements had indeed slowed to a crawl, Sangze was overjoyed.
'Xixi is really amazing! This potion actually works.'
Sangze happily stowed away the Dull Liquid Qiao Xixi had given him. Xixi had told him it would be dangerous to act as a decoy, but their opponents would surely try to capture him alive. This meant he would have plenty of opportunities to counterattack. That was why he carried the potion from Xixi with him every day, just in case. He just never expected it to be so effective.
