Ba Santong may not be a good person, but he's considered a tough guy. This tough guy has a particular trait: if there's a real threat or it's done forcefully, he might not be afraid and could even die with dignity. However, when death comes gradually, and he can keenly sense the loss of his own life, that kind of fear might destroy the strongest will.
Ba Santong's will is slowly crumbling.
"But there is a solution. Quickly cut off the area on your arm that's turning black, and you'll be fine," Yang Ruxin suddenly remembered something and hastily suggested. "Or if someone is a good brother to him, help him out. One swing to save a life... Anyway, wherever you were bitten, cut that part off, and there'll be no issue."
Everyone's mouth twitched.
Cold sweat broke out on Ba Santong, feeling the numbness spreading continuously on his arm. Ultimately, his mental defenses collapsed, and he directly knelt on one knee: "I agree."
"Agree to what?"
"I'll publicly kowtow to apologize."
