Fang Mingtian waved his hand dismissively and said, "Haha, Qing Han, you're mistaken. Let me introduce you to this thing first!"
Fang Mingtian gestured and then took the syringe from the henchman's hand!
After he took the syringe, Fang Mingtian pondered for a moment, then said to Fang Qinghan, "The substance inside is something that once you touch it, you can never let go. It's highly potent, and no matter what you do, you can't escape its grip. Without it, your heart will feel as if thousands of ants are tearing at it, so by that time, you'll find it hard not to sign, regardless of what you want."
Upon hearing this, Fang Qinghan glared at Fang Mingtian with icy eyes and scolded, "Fang Mingtian, you are utterly cruel. You'll be struck by lightning!"
"Cruel? Hahaha, 'A man's not a man without a bit of poison.' How can a true man succeed without being a little vicious?" Fang Mingtian laughed heartily.
