Names on the Family Tree
Xu Huo took out his black knife unhurriedly. He raised his hand slightly, and as a cold glint swept across the courtyard, the B-class player lost his life without being able to resist.
He wiped the blood from the blade with a handkerchief. Without looking at the others, whose expressions had changed dramatically, he said coolly, "It's a shame I can't use time-related items consecutively."
At that, Unlucky Egg and the three female players turned and tried to flee. But after their vision blurred for just an instant, they found themselves looking back at Xu Huo—and their eyes met his. They needed no further explanation. The moment their gazes connected, they realized it was a trap. Xu Huo was waiting for them to run!
Death was like a gust of wind, as though it were already tightening around their throats.
"What exactly do you want?" the female player asked through gritted teeth.
Xu Huo put away the black knife and took three syringes out of the Storage Compartment. "I want you to do me a favor."
"Three doses of poison, one for each of you. Help me finish something, then come back for the Antidote. Of course, if you find a cure yourselves, good for you. Otherwise, come back to me like good little boys and girls."
"Or, if one of you can bring the Imperial Treasure straight to me, I can cure you immediately."
"What the hell are you talking about?" the bald man blurted out. "How's that any different from killing us outright?!"
"The difference is that you have some chance of getting out of this alive." After saying that, Xu Huo left the poison and a way to contact him, then returned to the room.
Of the three, the bald man and