He withdrew his gaze, looked at Jiang Xue, and said, "Woman, are those your people?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Xue replied casually, feeling tired from punching. She stood up, then lifted her foot, aiming to stomp on Master Niu's dantian.
But just as her foot was about to come down, Master Niu immediately shouted, "Wait a minute!"
"What do you want to say? Beg for mercy?" Jiang Xue sneered and said, "Don't bother, I won't let you off."
"Woman, how about we make a deal?" Master Niu naturally knew Jiang Xue wouldn't let him go, but he had a trump card.
Just now, he had sprinkled a handful of poison powder on Jiang Xue's face. Without his antidote, not only would Jiang Xue's face be ruined, but the future poison attacks would make life worse than death.
"A deal? What do you want to say?" Jiang Xue looked at Master Niu with a mocking smile, thinking that making conditions with her depended on whether she agreed or not.
