"Yes!" Lin Xun replied.
Very quickly, a few people came up and pulled Wu Wei back. They injected some strange liquid into Wu Wei's veins.
It was a type of poison. Although it would not kill him, Wu Wei would suffer for a time.
"Throw him to Neverland Island." Lu Zhao gave the order.
Contrary to what its name implied, Neverland Island was a heavily-fortified island-prison, and no one there ever experienced a good end.
Lin Xun nodded.
The drug in Wu Wei's body had already taken effect, and he writhed his heavyset body in pain. He tried to crawl to Lu Zhao's side and grab the bottom of Lu Zhao's pants.
"Don't touch Lu Zhao! You filthy old man!" When Luo Ying saw Wu Wei's grubby hands reaching out to Lu Zhao, she stamped on them without hesitation.
She was a little drunk at the moment, so her speech was heavily slurred. "How dare you touch Lu Zhao? I'll bring down the moon on your head!
