Fei Zhong Heads East to the Eastern Yi Tribe

"Heh!"

Shen Gongbao chuckled. "Great King, you don't need to trust him. You only need to trust me!"

"What do you mean?"

King Zhou asked, somewhat puzzled.

After all, everyone had already seen just how cunning and ruthless Fei Zhong was!

King Zhou had serious doubts that Fei Zhong would ever do anything worthy of having his life spared today.

Just then, under Fei Zhong's eager gaze, Shen Gongbao smiled faintly at King Zhou.

"This is a Blood Dissolving Divine Pill, personally made by this subject. No one but me has its antidote!"

"Once Fei Zhong takes it, he'll need the antidote every month to ease the pressure on his internal organs. Otherwise, the poison will take effect, and he'll die, melting into a puddle of pus and blood!"

"That's a good idea!"

When King Zhou saw the Blood Dissolving Divine Pill in Shen Gongbao's hand, a cold smile curled his lips.

In truth, by nature, he had no desire for a man like Fei Zhong to go on living.

But if Fei Zhong still had some use, controlling him with the Blood Dissolving Divine Pill and making him work for King Zhou was an excellent choice.

When Fei Zhong saw the blood-red pill in Shen Gongbao's hand, his emotions began to roil.

From that ordinary-looking blood-red pill, he could already smell death.

If he really took it today, then for the rest of his life he would have no choice but to obey King Zhou and work for him. He wouldn't be able to resist at all!

King Zhou smiled faintly. "I'm a fair man."

"If you still want to die today, Fei Zhong, I'll grant your wish. You won't have to take this Blood Dissolving Divine Pill."

"But, as the Imperial Advisor said, if you want to live,