"What exactly are you?" Dai Song's tense, solemn expression instantly turned murderous. Though Xu Huo was right in front of him, he held back from attacking because one of Xu Huo's hands was resting on Dr. Dorr's shoulder.
Although Dr. Dorr was absorbed in his research, he wasn't completely ignorant of social cues. Realizing he was being held hostage, he said, "Mr. Xu probably isn't here to kill me. With his abilities, he could have done it much earlier if that had been his intention."
However, Dai Song didn't know what nerve had been struck. He couldn't calm down at all. Sweat covered his forehead as his eyes darted rapidly between Xu Huo and Dr. Dorr, and he seemed utterly unsettled.
They were all sitting inside, and the vines outside had nearly buried the vehicle. Yet both men seemed determined not to let the matter drop until it was settled. Cao Qinglin couldn't help reminding them, "You should both calm down. There's no harm in waiting until we reach a place to rest!"
"Yeah, yeah. We've traveled together this long. There's no need to rush..." Qiu Ming was squeezed beside Dr. Dorr. Of course, he was on Xu Huo's side, and he'd been watching Dai Song in case he suddenly attacked. Just then, a small item pinned to his clothes began to flash. He paused, then immediately said, "His mental state is unstable. He might be poisoned!"
"Who's poisoned...?" Dai Song asked instinctively. But when he saw the strange looks Qiu Ming, Xu Huo, and Dr. Dorr were giving him, his expression went blank for a moment before he came to his senses and popped two pills into his mouth.
After taking the antidote pills, he visibly improved. When he looked at Xu Huo and Dr. Dorr again, he was