After drinking an unknown substance, Wan Changdong experienced a bout of pain before standing up again.
Upon standing, bulging veins appeared on his forehead, and his muscles swelled nearly an entire size.
Clearly, this guy had consumed something that could overdraw his body's potential, causing severe damage to his physique; yet, he still used it.
"That stuff, it couldn't possibly be yours, right? Otherwise, you would have taken your chances and made a move on me last time!"
With bloodshot eyes, Wan Changdong glared at Lu Chuan and bellowed, "So what if it isn't? You're dead this time, no matter what, I must kill you!"
"Hahaha, that person helped you, but didn't even give you anything good to use. This kind of thing that overloads the body, even if you win, your body is almost finished!"