Get Some Food

"I… Ah Chi, are you the master or am I?" He sounded aggrieved.

Gu Chi glanced at him again. "You're the master, Third Hall Master."

"Uh." Mo Aotian was stunned again and quickly smiled.

"Don't say that, Ah Chi. I was just joking. There's no need to differentiate who's the master between us. Let's go and find those two idiots. Let's see how they can resist us this time."

With that, he was ready to drag Gu Chi away to do something important.

"Come back!"

Yan Feng was really helpless against Mo Aotian and could only call them back.

"You haven't taken the antidote yet. Do you want to succumb to it too?"

"You have the antidote? Then you should give it to us quickly!"

Mo Aotian pulled Gu Chi and turned around. He looked at Yan Feng and spoke matter-of-factly.

Yan Feng took a deep breath and held back from slapping Mo Aotian. He handed the antidote to them.

"Ah Chi, hurry up and take the antidote. Let's vent our anger."