"Has the master sent anyone over?" Xiao Yi asked.
"Master?"
The Evil Cultivator was busy all night, how could he have the time to think of Yang Tianxiu?
"I don't think so."
He shook his head. After learning that the leader was poisoned, Yang Tianxiu didn't even say a word of concern. How could he send someone over?
Moreover, he himself was severely injured. The pharmacists who were supposed to be working on the antidote had been taken away. Now they're all crowded in the City Lord Residence, treating Yang Tianxiu's injuries.
He heard that Yang Tianxiu was full of anger, yet didn't dare to utter a harsh word.
Because if he did, he'd only hurt himself.
"I heard from the people at the City Lord Residence that several pharmacists were ordered to be killed by the master in his rage. Now there are only a few pharmacists left at the City Lord Residence."
He said.
"Ha."
Xiao Yi chuckled softly.
Yang Tianxiu only takes his anger out on those weaker than him.
