"Your skin has been soaked in medicine," Wang Yao said.
Zhang Wei didn't speak. His eyes were filled with shock as he thought, What is the origin of this young man?
Wang Yao was able to easily control him to the point where he lost the ability to resist. The last time he had felt so powerless was 15 years ago. He hadn't expected that he would experience that again.
Like in the Changjiang River, where the waves behind drive on those before them, each new generation overtook the last one.
"When soaked in medicine, the power of the medicine enters the skin and muscles, making one invincible, hence, making one more powerful than ordinary people," Wang Yao calmly said. "The next step would be incorporating the power of medicine into the organs. Unfortunately, you didn't succeed. Otherwise, you wouldn't be infected with this lethal poison."
Zhang Wei's body trembled a little. This young man's words were spot on.
