Mu Wan's beautiful eyes glanced at Feng Lie. In fact, she didn't know what the man was planning to do. His thoughts, like Qin Mu's, were equally obscure and unclear.
"Feng Lie, go on..."
Mu Wan believed in Feng Lie, trusted Qin Mu's judgment, and believed she wasn't entrusting the wrong person.
"Mm."
...
Wu Kun gasped for breath, his eyes wide open, because he didn't know what awaited him.
Feng Lie looked indifferently at the man in front of him and casually opened the black brocade box in front of him. Inside lay a transparent syringe.
The syringe contained a strange pale purple liquid.
Mu Wan: "..."
Just at a glance, Mu Wan knew that this thing... was bizarre and dangerous.
It's best to keep a safe distance, or else... you wouldn't even know how you died.
"You... what are you going to do..."
Wu Kun stumbled in fright, and the whole person seemed to age a full ten years in an instant. Wang Xue was still in shock from something Mu Wan had just said, her eyes glazed over.
