However, Jiang Qianhai's expression did not change drastically the way Tang San had hoped. Tang San felt as though the look in his eyes was that of someone watching a clownish actor on a stage!
"You don't care whether Zhu Zhuqing lives or dies anymore?" Tang San clenched his fists, his whole body trembling. "I can tell you clearly that no one in the world can cure my poison. I'm the only one with the antidote. If you want it, let me leave. Otherwise, in less than three days, the poison will enter her lungs and organs, and no medicine or stone will save her!"
Jiang Qianhai was expressionless on the surface, but inside, he was utterly speechless.
You're playing with poison against an alchemist like me?
A Ninth Grade Alchemist, no less?
Do you know what a Poison Master is?
They spent their entire lives specializing in all kinds of poison. Yet even so, compared to a Ninth Grade Alchemist, they were still far inferior.
Even if a Ninth Grade Alchemist only dabbled in it, few Poison Masters could ever reach that level.
However...
"A gaseous poison, traveling with the wind. Once it spreads, within a radius... no, there's no need to talk about a radius. At the very least, not a single person in this village will be able to escape."
Tang San gritted his teeth and glared furiously at Jiang Qianhai. "If I die, then the people who could have been saved will die because of you! When that time comes, you'll be a butcher!"
"Even then, you still dare to kill me?"
In his heart, he could only apologize to those people. He merely wanted to live. That was right. He was only doing this to survive.
Bang!
The next moment, Tang San was struck as