In the desolate wilderness, the bodies piled higher with each passing moment.
If anyone reported this to the authorities, the entire Veyport City police force might not get a wink of sleep for weeks!
Wading through a pool of blood, Roy staggered down the mountainside, his body covered in countless wounds—scars left behind by those assassins. Some still oozed faint traces of poison.
But Roy wasn't just anyone. As the favored child of fate, and with years of mercenary experience abroad, he had long been injected with all manner of antidotes, including serums for various snake venoms and other common toxins.
And now, despite the venom coursing through his body, all he felt was a faint numbness—barely enough to hinder his movements.
His eyes blazed with fury, practically spitting fire as he descended to the foot of the mountain—only to spot Bai Xiaochun standing a short distance away.
"You old dog! Why did you try to kill me?!" he roared, his entire body trembling.
