"Mr. Du Shi indeed vanished from public sight these past few years, but he also had disciples. If your master could leave you the Poison Technique, then why couldn't Mr. Du Shi leave his medical skills to his disciples?"
Chu Baihan looked at Xie Feifei, speaking unhurriedly.
Xie Feifei's heart shivered fiercely.
Struggling to contain her panic, she bit her teeth and asked, "What, what is your relationship with Mr. Du Shi?"
"What do you think?"
Chu Baihan countered with a question.
Her attitude had already given Xie Feifei the answer.
"Why? Why does it have to be you!"
Xie Feifei began to lose her sanity.
She wanted to rush over and tear Chu Baihan's face apart.
But her hands and feet were already locked up in iron chains.
So when she tried to lunge, the iron chains yanked her back.
Her ankles were a blur of blood and flesh, and her wrists had bled a lot too.
Yet she was as if incapable of feeling any pain.
She fell to the ground, mumbling to herself incessantly.
