“Woo!”
Megan trembled upon seeing that scene. Her exquisite face was filled with extreme rage.
She initially thought she had the situation all under her control but had not expected the tables to be turned so easily by the Divine Farmer.
“How about now?”
The Divine Farmer’s expressions were flat at that moment. He looked at Megan coldly and said, “Kid, I now have the right to bargain with you, right? Hand over the antidote and I’ll let all of your men go.”
In truth, the Divine Farmer thought of putting one on Megan when he released all the poisonous creatures, but she was too close to Lily. He was afraid that Lily might get hurt, so he gave up on that.
However, it did not matter. After all, Megan’s men were in his hands. He was not afraid she would not give in.
Megan bit her lip hard and did not respond, showing an extremely ugly expression!
The Divine Farmer did not bother to say anything more and slowly walked over. “So? Are you still resisting? Just give up, you aren’t a match for me.” His tone was indifferent, yet also absolutely condescending.
That was right, even though Megan was the Alliance Master, she was still a junior in the Divine Farmer’s eyes. She had no right to be his opponent.
“Stop right there!”
Megan trembled and yelled out loud upon seeing the Divine Farmer approaching her before she immediately pulled Lily over and placed a dagger on her face.
“If you take another step forward, I’ll cut her face a dozen times—no, a hundred times!” Megan bit her lips while her exquisite face showed madness. “Senior Divine Farmer. I know you’re great at medicine and can even cure Lily’s ugly face, but what if her face was cut open by me a hundred times or maybe even a thousand times? I wonder if you have a way of curing her face again?
“In addition, do you think you could threaten me with all these people’s lives? You’re wrong. I’m who I’m today because I did it all by myself, so I’ve never cared whether they lived or died.
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