However, upon hearing Mu Lin's words, Fen Xiao looked at Mu Lin with cold eyes. The next instant, she suddenly started to laugh hysterically, her attitude dripping with sarcasm. "Poison Doctor Mu Lin, don't you think it's hilarious for such words to come from your mouth?" Her weak lips have turned pale already, and the rotting place on her hand produced pain almost unbearable. Fen Xiao bit her lip in agony, her gaze filled with unstoppable hatred towards Mu Lin.
"Funny? I don't think so." Mu Lin raised a corner of her mouth, but her eyes remained devoid of warmth. Looking at the pallor face devoid of any color in front of her, she felt no sympathy.
If it were not for her trying to sprinkle that thing on her face just now, she really would not have hit her so hard. Unfortunately, some people clearly seek their own death. How could she disagree?
