"Zhang Pengchi, are you scared?"
Xie Feifei stared at Zhang Pengchi, her voice tinged with malice.
"No, not at all. I, I too greatly admire Mr. Wei. His poison technique is simply the best in the world."
Zhang Pengchi forced back his fear as his voice trembled in response.
Xie Feifei scoffed coldly.
Withdrawing her gaze, a hint of greed flashed in her eyes as she whispered, "Of course, Master is... the most formidable person I have ever seen. Those who die by his hand should consider it an honor, how dare they struggle, resist?"
Mr. Zhang didn't dare to breathe heavily, his legs trembling.
Xie Feifei seemed to be lost in a trance.
She gently traced the scars on her arm, then said with a pitiful look, "Master, you once said my body was exceptional, perfect for making the finest poison. But now I have grown up, why have you broken your promise?"
Zhang Pengchi: "..."
He remembered something else about Wei Binhai.
