"It appears that your fellow guards have been dispatched by Wang Lun. That's good." Step, step. Gūniáng's ears were unresponsive. He could not tell Dasha was moving. "This toxin is intended specifically for cultivators. It affects the pores in which we gather Qi. If you had been an Embryonic Breather like the members of the Imperial Family, this would not have worked."
Gūniáng dropped to his knees. Miraculously, the potion in his hand remained stuck in his fist. Blood poured in rivers from his nose and eyes and ears.
"None of this would have been possible either if Wang Lun had not nearly killed you and exhausted your Qi. I am sure he is searching." Another step. "He wanted the final blow. Alas, he will not get it."
Then Dasha disappeared.
