Anthony noticed two of the thugs communicating with their eyes, probably trying to sabotage the treatment. And he smiled, shaking his head at their stupidity. As if he would let them cause havoc with him around. They seemed to agree that the poison was above Anthony's capacity, making them mellow for a bit, while waiting to cry fool once he failed.
"Young master An, are you sure you want to do this? I will hate to drag you into this mess. How about…" Miao Miao whispered, holding Anthony by his sleeves.
"How about I ignore it and let them die? Was that what you were about to say? Your bright solution?"
"I didn't mean that, I…"
She felt exasperated and distressed, not knowing how to explain her thoughts to Anthony.
