"Chen Zhufeng? You ... Why are you fine?"
Fang longqi's eyes were as wide as a bull's, and his mouth was so wide open that a fist could fit in.
"Fang longqi! You idiot! Didn't you say that you've already taken care of Chen Zhufeng?"
Master Kong du looked as if he had seen a ghost. He was so scared that his face turned pale and his pupils contracted. He was even trembling.
There was no doubt that the difference between a poisoned Chen Xiaobei and a perfectly fine Chen Xiaobei was like the difference between a kitten and a prehistoric Qilin!
Just a moment ago, Fang longqi and Zen Master Kong du thought that they had Chen Xiaobei in the palm of their hands, and that anyone could kill Chen Xiaobei.
However, Chen Xiaobei did not show any signs of being poisoned at all. The tables had turned. Chen Xiaobei could kill Fang longqi and Master Kong du with any method he wanted.
