She didn't understand. Liu Ming, as the Minister of Finance, controlled too many of the Imperial resources. Before coming here tonight, he had already made thorough preparations.
Before the assassination attempt, Liu Ming had already ingested a vast amount of tonic drugs. These drugs all had potent side effects that could even cause his strength to decline.
But he no longer cared. The side effects would slowly manifest in the future, and he... no longer had a future.
Besides, the short blade in his hand was no ordinary weapon. This short blade was named Netherflame.
Beyond its sharpness, it also held a deadly poison capable of killing a Seventh Tier beast and injuring an Eighth Order beast.
Such a potent poison, even a Seventh Tier master could not resist.
At this moment, Wu Ye Ji had already been grievously poisoned.
CLANG! CLANG!
Another clash, and Wu Ye Ji staggered backward.
She panted heavily, sensing that something was amiss.
