The murderous intent on Luo Yaxuan's face was now evident in his handsome, phoenix-like eyes. The man who had always been gentle was, for the first time today, on a killing spree.
"Speak, where have you hidden them?"
"Hahaha, you want to save them? Without my antidote, even if you rescue them, it will be useless. I would rather die than let any of you have it."
The Mountain King knew his death was inevitable today, and at once swallowed the poison he had prepared for himself. As he finished speaking, he set himself ablaze, incinerating any medicines and antidotes he had on him.
The Mountain King preferred to shatter like jade rather than stay intact as a tile, hurting his enemy by 800 and himself severely. With this act, he intended to destroy the antidote and burn the ropes binding him to the branches.
This move was risky; he could have died on the spot. However, he had prepared a pill to feign death before burning the medicines, appearing as if he had ingested poison.
