"Antidote, Great King Cui Hong, quickly give us the antidote," Wu Tian pleaded with a trembling voice as he knelt down, and others followed suit, begging in fear on their faces.
Like Wu Tian, they also felt waves of pain coming from their hearts, as if their hearts were about to explode.
They were afraid of dying and begged desperately.
"What are you talking about?" The accountant spoke up angrily before Cui Hong had a chance to respond.
"I'm telling the truth. That person said that Great King Cui Hong has the antidote," Wu Tian said in a trembling voice.
"What did you just say? Someone asked me to apologize?" Cui Hong said coldly.
"Yes, yes."
"To whom?"
"Song Henian and Pei Donghu?"
"Who are they?" Cui Hong frowned.
He had no impression of these two names at all, and now someone was asking him to apologize to them?
It was inexplicable!
