Jiang Ce, however, paid him no attention and simply took a seat to the side.
Everyone thought he was just putting on a brave front.
Ye Kang glanced at his watch, his eyes lighting up. "Time's up, kid. Since you're acting so tough, I'll let you have a taste of bone-piercing, heart-drilling pain!"
But even after more than ten seconds had passed, Jiang Ce remained nonchalant.
Ye Kang was taken aback. "How is there no reaction? Has the time not come yet?"
He waited a while longer, but five, then eight, then ten minutes passed, and Jiang Ce still remained expressionless.
The crowd exchanged puzzled looks. Someone couldn't hold back any longer.
"I say, Ye Kang, are you even capable?"
"Exactly. Is there something wrong with your poison?"
They seemed eager to see Jiang Ce poisoned to death. Failing to witness the expected scene, they were growing irritated.
Ye Kang was also completely bewildered. This isn't right. My poison couldn't possibly be faulty.
