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Zhang You was panicking. It had been less than an hour since the Dragon King left, but his chest already felt like it was being constricted, and even a light press against his chest gave him pain. Fine beads of sweat kept seeping out from his palms, which were always wet no matter how often he tried to wipe the sweat away. His two temples were fluttering violently, his head buzzing painfully.

He knew that these were symptoms of the poison taking effect.

If he were more familiar with the organizations in Jade City, he would have gone to Golden Roc Castle for help. But in his eyes, the whole Western Regions was a mess, not to mention this small Jade City, so he waited in patience. The moment dawn broke, he sent someone to inquire as to the Dragon King's whereabouts.