บท 1007: Gratitude

"Grug!" Locus Ancestor puked more bad blood. His veins were bulging and his breathing was becoming ragged, "How did this... happen?"

He maintained his distance far away from the young man to be safe. Yet, he was still poisoned? And the poison was lethal enough to crumble him to this state. Take note, he should have total immunity from poisons, but it looked like it wasn't the case.

Jin Rou looked down on the kneeling old man with a smile, "This could have ended well if you are decisive enough. But it seems that despite your age, you haven't learned a lesson."

"Are you that person?" Locus Ancestor asked. He had a decent hunch of who was this person.

"So what if I am that person?" Jin Rou smirked, "It's too late to regret everything now. You and your beloved genius will die here. And that's final."