Facing Zhang Xiaohao's eyes as cold and sharp as a knife, the other party immediately pissed himself.
Trembling, he took out a letter from behind himself and handed it over.
"Hmm? Interesting!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao's cold gaze come his way again, the opponent instantly cowered.
"Not bad! Even knew to poison the letter, huh!" Zhang Xiaohao said with relish.
The moment he took the letter in hand, he felt the intense poison on it.
But he was not afraid at all and still took the letter.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about," the other party denied.
"No worries! You'll find out soon enough," Zhang Xiaohao said.
Indifferently, he opened the letter and took out the message inside.
Written on it was, "Idiot! You've been poisoned!"
"Heh heh! Daring to call me an idiot takes some guts!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
With a pinch of his hands, he crushed the letter to bits.
His cold gaze then turned to the big man seated on the ground.
