C153 Poisoned Wine Was Scared out of His Wits!

"Drop dead, punk!"

Poisoned Wine lunged forward, his short sword aimed at Yan Xin with a menacing thrust.

Hmph!

The kid was unarmed and backed against a wall, a trapped lamb at the mercy of the slaughter.

Today, there would be no escape, even if he had wings!

Yan Xin, however, remained unfazed. He quietly retrieved three Golden Vibrating Needles from behind and infused them with Genuine Qi