Song Yan felt completely drained of strength, knowing that this was a symptom of being poisoned by Tianma Powder.
Otherwise, with her abilities, even if she were bound hand and foot, Wang Song wouldn't be able to get close to her.
With a face full of hatred and gritted teeth, Song Yan said, "Wang Song, you will definitely regret this!"
Wang Song laughed heartily, "Make me regret? Impossible in this lifetime! Song Yan, here I come, hahaha..."
Just as he was about to pounce on Song Yan, the ringing of a mobile phone suddenly interrupted him.
"Fuck!"
Wang Song's interest was piqued, only to be disrupted by a call, and he answered the phone with an irritable tone, "Who is it?"
The caller asked coldly, "Have you taken care of the woman from the Song Family?"
Hearing this familiar voice, Wang Song shivered and quickly stood up.
