The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 726 Administering the Antidote

Black grabbed the arrow and with a harsh jerk, pulled it out. "Ah! Aaaaah!" White screamed in sheer agony. At least it wasn't for nothing. The removal of the arrow, while painful, was necessary.

Once the arrow was out, due to the large size of the wound, White's blood spurted out like a fountain. "Ah! Brother, quick, help me stop the bleeding! I don't have much blood to begin with, and at this rate, I'll die from blood loss!"

"Don't worry, brother. To kill the country bumpkin, I coated the arrow with an extra dose of poison, so it's more potent than before - a compound toxin. Consequently, it's better if more blood flows out, preferably all the poisoned blood. That way, when I administer the antidote, it will be more effective."

White was speechless, almost rolling his eyes in exasperation. "Brother, are you trying to kill me? Don't you remember how weak I've been since our last trip to the strip club? And now you want to bleed me dry; you basically want me dead?"Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"Come on, brother, you're tough. We've battled through countless nights at the strip club together. You're a real man, aren't you? It's just a little blood. What's with all the screaming? Stop acting like a woman!"

After berating White, Black took out a sharp little knife - it was a tiny but lethal blade.

White panicked at the sight. "Bro, what are you planning?"

"Time to let the blood out," Black replied nonchalantly.

It wasn't his blood being spilled, after all, but White's, so Black wasn't bothered. He was immune to the pain of bloodletting.

Hearing Black mention bloodletting,

White's eyes rolled back in dread.

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"Brother, you already shot a huge hole in my hand, making me bleed like a fountain. And now you want to bleed me further? If you keep this up, how am I supposed to live? Content

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"Brother, you're a Level Six Martial Arts Master, a Junior Shaman Warlock. Your body is special. Even if all your blood were drained, you would still survive."

And with that, Black moved the little knife towards a spot near White's thigh.

"Bro, what's that for? Where are you cutting?" White became visibly nervous.

His manhood was his treasure, his sole source of joy. If Black cut that off, his life's happiness would be over.

"Relax, brother, I've got it under

control. Don't tense up like that! If you keep yelling and squirming, I might slip with the knife. But if L accidentally sever your manhood because of your movements, I won't be held responsible!"

Black's words sent a chilling breeze through White's loins, making him shiver to his core. Instinctively, he clenched his legs tight and covered his groin with his hands. Content Belongs to NovelDrama.Org

Seeing his brother's reaction, Black couldn't help but chuckle. "What are you doing there, brother?"