"Bah, Hong Zhuang, don't get smug. The two of us haven't even brought out our real strength yet. This little bit of poison can't take our lives."
As Ji Lan spoke, he spat blood, making his words highly unconvincing.
"So fragrant, so delicious. Let me have a bite."
The fat Shatuo spat blood while waving his two chubby arms toward Hong Zhuang, trying to hug her. But the poison had taken effect, and after stumbling two steps, he collapsed again.
Heavenly Immortal Fall was Heavenly Immortal Fall. Once tainted by this poison, even immortals would fall.
On top of that, Hong Zhuang was no longer the woman she had been. How could Shatuo be an exception?
Hong Zhuang cast the fat man a look of undisguised disgust, went around Shatuo, and crouched beside Ji Lan, lightly poking the skinny man's chest with one finger.
"Stop putting on a brave front."
"The only card you have left is Ghost Person Stance. You can transform, but do you think I can't?"
"I advise you to know your place. Although you're different from those other pieces of trash, after being poisoned by my Heavenly Immortal Fall, you won't be able to hold out for long."
"If you hold out for too long, even if you survive, your inheritance will be damaged."
"You Three Filth Assembly have offended plenty of people in the past. Now that stinking bird is gone, leaving only you and this fat man."
"If your inheritance is damaged, do you think your enemies won't come looking for you?"
Ji Lan gritted his teeth. "What exactly do you want?"
"It's simple. I want to make a deal with you."
Hong Zhuang squeezed one eye shut. "I'm just a weak woman. What bad intentions could I have? Right?"
Ji Lan simply closed