Last night had been truly perilous. He had been a hair's breadth away from being killed by Zhou Wushuang.
But he couldn't blame anyone for what had happened. When they planned their attack, they'd completely overlooked the possibility of their target calling for backup. Or more accurately... the possibility that he could call for backup they couldn't handle.
Zhao Zuo sighed inwardly. 'I wasn't careful enough, in the end.'
"So... Younger Brother Zhao, was the poison effective?" Liu Heng asked tentatively.
"All I can say is that it wasn't very useful."
During the initial phase of the fight, Zhao Zuo and Shen Yunjiao never even had a chance to poison their enemies. By the time they managed to, the effect was underwhelming. It was better than nothing, I suppose.
For one, Wu Fadu himself had high resistance to poison. For another, most of the poison had evaporated over the course of the fight, losing its potency.
"I see. In that case..." Liu Heng began, probing cautiously.
