Only a miserable scream of "Aow" was heard, as Leng Youchen injected the virus-laden blood into the arm of the King of Country S. He withdrew the needle, and the bodyguard carefully took it over.
He stepped back, casually looking at the King with a twisted expression, "I've heard this poison spreads through the bloodstream quite fast. We can just linger here till you die of poisoning. Then you won't even need to go to the Royal Court, and you can leave behind a posthumous reputation."
The King of Country S shivered with rage, unwilling to die as everything would be lost if he did. He stared at Leng Youchen, "Leng Youchen, your woman is in my hands. If I die, she'll die too."
"Oh, really?" Leng Youchen dusted nonexistent specks from his sleeve, and said blandly, "Almost forgot to tell you, the people you sent to Marseille have already been completely eliminated by me."
