"You asked me to fight, what's wrong with that?"
Ye Xiaofei chuckled, looking at Tang Feiteng's ashen face. He felt quite refreshed. It was this kid who had asked him to fight, and now he was angry after being hit – truly, it was maddening.
"You're not poisoned?"
Tang Feiteng looked at the lively and vigorous Ye Xiaofei, showing no signs of being poisoned, and felt surprised. He knew the poison he had used would make a person's body go limp and powerless, but Ye Xiaofei could still fight so uprightly, not at all like he was poisoned.
"Who told you I was poisoned?"
Ye Xiaofei snorted disdainfully. He had indeed felt some swelling pain in his lower abdomen before, but it was not because of the poison Tang Feiteng used, but because of his own Golden Silkworm Poison acting up, which had subsided after a while.
"How is that possible?"
