Chapter 383. Poison outbreak (second update)

This time, he was in the wrong, so Bei Sen sheepishly lowered his head, "I..."

"No, I’m still not at ease. I’ll go and speak to the people over there. Since the people from Dark Hall have chased us here, they will definitely have backups."— Kodak muttered to himself as he hurried back to his room.

As he neared the door, he paused and turned back to look at Bei Sen.

His tone was unfriendly, "You better stay put and not run around. If you dare to go out on your own, I’ll kill you."

Bei Sen shrank his neck and didn’t dare to talk back.

Among several organization leaders, he was the one with the worst fighting skills. Now, he still had to rely on Kodak for protection.

If he had known things would come to this, he never should have listened to them and gone against Dark Hall, as now he had brought trouble upon himself.

"Bang—"

The slam of the door startled him.

Upon closing the door, Kodak immediately picked up his phone to make a call.

"The people from Dark Hall are here. When exactly will you fulfill the agreement? We can’t hold out much longer in this godforsaken place."

Angry, his tone of voice was anything but pleasant.

"Li Mochan’s right-hand men have even come here. Maybe Li Mochan himself will arrive soon. The promises you made to me haven’t been fulfilled, when exactly am I supposed to wait? "

"Watch your tone."— In contrast to his anxiety, the man on the phone was quite composed.

The cold voice was like a bucket of ice water poured from head to toe. Kodak’s face darkened, and he was so choked up that he couldn’t say a word.

Then, the voice on the phone spoke again, "Relax, I want Li Mochan to come to the Desert of Hell. In no more than two days, I will fulfill our agreement. I will make sure Li Mochan never returns. Without my orders, you’re not allowed to go out again, or you’ll bear the consequences."

The last sentence carried a sinister tone with a hint of menace.

Kodak parted his lips, but before he could speak, the other party had hung up.

"Beep Beep Beep..."

Kodak threw down his phone and grabbed his hair, letting out a roar.

Damn it.

**

Returning to the modest hotel where he was staying, Wei Nan barely made it to his room, almost at the brink of being overwhelmed by the poison. His vision blurred, and had it not been for Wei Dong’s support, he would have already collapsed to the floor.

"Wei Nan, how are you feeling? Should I get a doctor?" Wei Dong helped him to sit down, looking at his pale face with a rare display of concern on his usually expressionless face.

"It’s no use. Bring me the green bottle from my bag." Wei Nan said weakly.

Wei Dong hurried to fetch it, unzipping the bag to a clutter of bottles and jars, rummaging with a clatter.

Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside.

A chill atmosphere descended as if from a deep ice cave, the tall figure of a man appeared at the threshold.

His calm stride carried a hint of lethal intent.

"Master." Wei Nan saw Li Mochan return and noticed the blood on his clothes, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Master, did you also encounter a Dead Warrior?"

"What happened?" Li Mochan’s dark eyes swept over his pale face, his voice low as he asked.

"Here." Wei Dong handed the porcelain bottle to Wei Nan, then looked up at Li Mochan and succinctly explained what had just happened.

After taking the medicine, Wei Nan’s complexion finally eased a bit. The poison was forcibly suppressed, but it would take some time to develop an antidote.

"Master, who did you encounter?"

"A few rats." Li Mochan scoffed coldly.

He lowered his gaze to scan the bloodstain on Wei Nan’s arm, "How’s the wound?"