Shen Wu lay on the ground, looking at them weakly, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Why did he get hit by it...
Old Man Qiao's expression changed slightly, and he then sneered,
"Indeed, you're very powerful. Even my best sedatives can't bring you down.
But, it doesn't matter. I can still send you to hell to meet King Yan."
Xiao Tan chuckled coldly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes, "You think you can take us down by yourself? That's too overconfident!"
Old Man Qiao narrowed his eyes again.
He was somewhat uncertain about their strengths, seeing how fearless they appeared. Could it really be that they were that formidable?
His eyes subconsciously glanced toward the door, if he really couldn't handle them, he would seek an opportunity to escape.
Mo Chen read his thoughts in a glance. He walked leisurely to the door, deliberately blocking his escape route.
