Fang Mu glanced at the five coachmen, who did not seem to have any severe injuries.
Their lips, however, were turning purple; beads of sweat trickled down their foreheads incessantly.
Clearly, they had been severely poisoned!
After the five coachmen managed to control the black panther pulling the Beast Car, they quickly jumped off and opened the door of the carriage.
Fang Mu was perfectly positioned to look through the door at the interior of the first Beast Car.
In the carriage cabin, among the five, an old man, a middle-aged man, and a stunning lady, had all lost consciousness.
The only ones still alert were two brown-haired men, clad in silver armor.
One looked to be in his early twenties while the other looked hardly more than fifteen or sixteen.
Both had slightly pale lips, but overall they still had the color of blood.
They obviously weren't poisoned yet.
Their striking resemblance suggested that they were probably cousins, if not brothers.