"There's no antidote for the poison?"
Upon hearing these words from the Don Family Clan Chief, Wyatt Barnes' face turned greatly.
Enraged to the extreme, a thought suddenly cleared in Wyatt's mind, "How could I have forgotten about the 'Clear Spirit Pill'... If I have the Clear Spirit Pill, why do I need the Don Family's antidote?"
In an instant, Wyatt snapped back to reality, his gaze towards the Don Family Clan Chief turned cold again.
"Julia."
Wyatt softly called out.
Just as his words fell, Karina Hanson moved again, waving her hand and releasing a frigid gust of wind that, once again, swept across the room.
Whoosh!
Before the Don Family Clan Chief and the high-ranking family members could react, the cold wind enveloped them, turning them into human-shaped ice sculptures.
Over a dozen ice sculptures stood conspicuously on the spot.
"Little Gold."
Wilting on his shoulder, Wyatt reached out and gently touched Little Gold, smiling as he said, "Go!"
