"You! What you're doing is illegal!"
Xu Fan said and, without looking back, walked towards the office's main entrance, unaffected by the Pharmacist's current reproach.
After leaving the office and locking the door, Xu Fan leaned against the wall outside, squinting his eyes toward the entrance.
In his right pupil, a glimmer of gold faintly lit up, and the wall obstructing his view gradually became transparent. Soon, the situation inside the office fell into his view.
Finding out that they had foolishly drunk the lethal poison, thanks to Xu Fan's deception just moments ago, both Old Xu and the Pharmacist's complexions were particularly unsightly.
With the main door now blocked by Xu Fan, both of them couldn't escape from the sealed office. The Pharmacist, with a face as if in mourning, began frantically clawing at his throat.
He was desperately trying to throw up every last drop of the deadly Bi Hai Qing.
