Lin Han raised an eyebrow. "What's the plan?"
"Well..."
The King of the Wheel feigned a glance at Zhao Xiongwu and the others, looking as if he wanted to speak but was hesitant.
Lin Han took a step forward and said coldly, "Speak!"
"Yes, yes! I wouldn't dare hide anything." The King of the Wheel nodded vigorously, putting on a terrified act.
"The plan is... to take your head to him!"
The King of the Wheel suddenly roared. With a sharp flick of his sleeve, a cloud of poison mist billowed out, completely enveloping Lin Han.
'Hahaha, he fell for it!'
The King of the Wheel burst into raucous laughter, then rapidly retreated several steps. He sneered, "Lin Han, you idiot! Did you really think I'd pledge loyalty to you? In your dreams! What you've just been hit with is a rare poison called 'Head-First Tumble.' Even a Martial King would instantly grow dizzy and collapse from it."
