Although this was the case, Ba Kang still stuffed two antidote pills into himself, then waited for the poison to take effect.
A quarter of an hour later, it was Yang Ruxin who furrowed her brows, then said she needed to go to the lavatory.
Ba Kang felt nothing at all, and his heart began to relax slowly, thinking perhaps his antidote was working.
When Yang Ruxin returned from the lavatory, Ba Kang stood up, intending to proceed to the next item, but suddenly his face turned pale, and he bent over. Why was his stomach hurting so much?
"My medicine pill takes a quarter of an hour from onset to death," Yang Ruxin approached Ba Kang, "I'm not underestimating you, but even with another ten years of practice, you won't be able to neutralize it. If you don't want to die, you can admit defeat, and I can give you the antidote..."
"Impossible." Ba Kang started to check his own pulse, but felt nothing, and even stuffed the antidote he brought into his mouth.
