As soon as they walked out of the backyard, the Poison Doctor was already waiting outside with her troops.
The living fossil was lying inside a palanquin carried b y eight people. Once the palanquin was placed on the ground, the living fossil bent his body slightly as he fixedly stared at Gale with a pair of dry and yellow eyes.
"How peculiar. Why aren’t you poisoned?" the living fossil asked.
Gale curled his lips and made up some crazy nonsense, saying, "Because your poison is too weak for me. I found an antidote for it."
The living fossil pondered for a while and shook his head. "That's impossible. If you had truly worked out a n antidote for the poison, you wouldn't be leaving with Jay Ares on your back."
Gale sneered and said, "Well, you aren’t so dumb after all."
The Poison Doctor snarled at Gale. "You're not to be rude to our master!"
The living fossil raised his hand and stopped the Poison Doctor from speaking.
His wretched gaze shifted toward Baby Zetty. He sighed, saying, "How beautiful."
Baby Zetty’s beautiful face became distorted upon hearing this. She slipped out the needles from her sleeves, holding them between her fingers while fiercely glaring at the living fossil.
"You old fart! You have one foot in the coffin now yet you're still utterly shameless," cursed Baby Zetty.
The living fossil said, "Rozette Ares, if you stay, I'll let them leave."
Baby Zetty looked at the crowd on the opposite side and thought that Gale might not be able to fight against so many enemies with Daddy on his back. She hesitated slightly out of consideration for Gale and Daddy's safety.
Gale teased her, "Why? Do you want to stay in this damned place?"
Baby Zetty scoffed back at him. "I'm just scared you'll not be a match for them. I don't want you to die an untimely death."
Gale’s handsome face showed a sneer. He was determined to win this fight and said, "These people? They’re not even well-matched opponents for me. But I’m worried about your father. He might die before we can leave this place. Your top priority should be to find a way to dissolve the poisonous gas in the air instead of worrying about whether I can beat them."
This was so that he and Baby Zetty could each perform their duties.
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