Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
A strange blood-red and black glow started to appear slowly on Mo Fan's body. His dark-brown eyes gradually turned hollow and cold. Even Mu Ningxue could sense an unfamiliar aura encapsulating Mo Fan's figure.
"Mo Fan, what are you doing?" Lingling's voice suddenly came from the communication device.
"Mu Ningxue has contracted the poison. I no longer have time to waste with these scum," Mo Fan's voice sounded rather disdainful.
