บท 334: Agatha (32)

After the enraged shout, Agatha had seemingly forgotten about Jiang Li and threw several bottles of poisons at Margarette in quick succession. The darkness of the night had affected her vision, although not as bad as an ordinary person, so when she did not hear screams from the target that she wanted to kill, she also began throwing poisonous darts in the same direction after running out of poison.

The witchy villainess looked really mad. Her chest kept heaving. For the prideful her, the humiliation had been too much so she felt nothing but killing intent for the girl who had insulted her and damaged her pride.

'She should die! She must die!'  

Sounds of precious glass vials exploding and liquid splashing echoed out, the sizzling noises making Jiang Li's face colder than ever.