Seeing Xu Ke in such a state, Ye Dexian's smugness grew. "See? I told you. This guy was going to drop dead without us even lifting a finger." Blood was now streaming from all seven of his orifices, and his body swayed, on the verge of collapse.
Clutching his chest, Uncle Qiu staggered to his feet. He had taken the full force of Xu Ke's most ferocious assault and was only now able to stand. "What on earth did he do?"
"I have no idea, but we can capture and interrogate him," Sun Luo growled, his eyes glaring. He reeked of a foul stench, and the way Ye Dexian was keeping a wide berth infuriated him. He decided then and there that once Xu Ke's strength gave out, he would torture him to death.
"If we can get our hands on his method, it would be an incredible ace in the hole for saving our own lives," Chang Yi said. He pulled out the dagger lodged in his body and swallowed an antidote pill.
