Feitan's demand met with Shalnark's merciless refusal.
"No!"
Feitan shouted in fury.
"Why? I'm going to settle the score with that brat A Luo! Why won't you cure the poison?"
A brilliant smile spread across Shalnark's sunny face.
"It's precisely because we know you're going after A Luo that we can't cure you!"
As he examined Feitan's condition, he grumbled under his breath:
"The Boss said to capture her alive! Feitan, do you even understand what 'alive' means?"
"If we let you go after A Luo now, what if you actually kill her outright?"
While he was speaking, Feitan coughed up several more large mouthfuls of black blood. Even his skin was turning a dark, bluish black.
"If you don't cure me soon, I'll die first!"
Feitan was furious. If the poison hadn't left him unable to move, he would have elbowed that sadistic bastard Shalnark so hard he wouldn't have been able to get back up.
Shalnark frowned.
"Oh, is that so? That does complicate things."
The next second, the baby-faced blond young man suddenly seemed to hit upon an idea. He struck his right palm with his left hand and turned to ask Shizuku.
"Shizuku, can you have Blinky keep the poison in Feitan's body at a nonlethal level?"
Shizuku thought for a moment.
"I can, but if I don't remove all the poison, he'll probably keep coughing up blood."
Shalnark nodded in satisfaction.
"That's fine. It's just a little blood, right? It won't kill him anyway."
Feitan: "..."
Meanwhile, at Heavens Arena.
Hisoka gazed obsessively at A Luo as she lay on his bed.
He had just picked her up downstairs and brought her back. At first, seeing the severe wound that pierced her abdomen, he had thought his little darling was in serious trouble this