The two young men had already sensed that something was not right when they saw Xiao Xuan walk in, and now they were looking to seize the chance to leave.
As soon as Xiang Yu saw him give the pudgy bald man the small bottle, he concluded that these two guys were from the Evil God. Their behavior now confirmed this thought even more.
"Don't go, you haven't told me what the stuff in this little bottle is for?" Xiang Yu said innocently, looking at the two men.
The two looked at Xiang Yu's smile somewhat absent-mindedly, wondering if they had misjudged the person. This bright smile could hardly make them think of a mafia boss.
"This stuff is like a sleeping pill. After taking it, a person will fall asleep," one of the young men said.
"Is it that simple?" Xiang Yu asked with a smile.
The young man hastily nodded, seeing that Xiang Yu seemed somewhat convinced, then said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself. I guarantee you'll have a good sleep."
