Upon seeing this, Jiang Tianyi panicked. "Brother, don't!"
However, it was too late.
An indescribable flavor spread across Jiang Tianquan's taste buds. "This taste… why is it so familiar?"
Jiang Tianyi broke out in a cold sweat, stammering and not daring to speak.
"The taste of shit?" The sudden realization almost made Jiang Tianquan vomit last night's dinner. Seething with absolute fury, he smashed the medicine bottle on the ground.
CRASH!
The bottle shattered across the floor.
Jiang Tianyi's heart ached at the loss. "Brother, that medicine was worth thirty million…"
With the unspeakable taste still lingering in his mouth, Jiang Tianquan was so angry he nearly slapped him. But when he saw Jiang Tianyi's face smeared with the unknown substance, he restrained himself and kicked him to the ground instead.
Jiang Tianquan said coldly, "You call a pile of shit an antidote? Are you fucking brain-dead?"
