"You sure are enjoying yourself, dreaming of beauty!"
Wanda sneered, and Basil Jaak immediately rejected her offer.
"If you were my woman, I could call you sister, little sister, my dear, it's all fair game, but you're a heartless, cunning woman of the Demon Clan. I won't be led by the nose by you!"
Not wanting to get entangled with this demoness, Basil Jaak grabbed her bright wrist and angrily demanded, "Hand over the antidote! If you don't, I won't be polite to you right now!"
"Giggle... My dear little brother, you're hurting your sister..."
As Wanda spoke, her figure suddenly shrank, and her pale wrist, like a water snake, slipped straight out from between Basil Jaak's palms.
"Still trying to run? Where to now!"
Seeing her attempting to escape, Basil Jaak's heart was filled with extreme anger. He leaped up suddenly and chased after Wanda's silhouette with a slap!
