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Chapter 4427: 5.0179 Heartless Turn

Ming Ya Si's gaze shifted, and he looked at the man before him with full vigilance.

Most of his attention had been on this man.

This person appeared elegant, gentle, and like a charming young master, yet his methods were unexpectedly ruthless.

When he made his move, and how he poisoned, no one present, except for Qiao Mu, likely knew.

Young Master Ding's special ability was truly fascinating.

Not only could he freely change his appearance and form, but he had also integrated the venom of the Evil Beast Fire-Scaled Dark-Toothed Serpent, transforming it into his own poison-melting ability.

He was a person who was born with toxins.

He didn't even need to wave his hand; with his breath and words, if he wished, he could release poison to take a life.

"Ya Qi'er, get over here," Ming Ya Si called out coldly.

Under his icy stare, Ya Li had no choice but to quickly retract his hand.

As soon as he let go, Ya Qi'er softly and weakly fell to the ground, lying prostrate and helpless.

"Your clumsy act has been exposed," Ming Ya Si said coldly. "Aren't you going to apologize quickly? Do you not want your life?"

Ya Qi'er glared furiously at Qiao Mu.

This person was born to be her adversary!

Since she first confronted this person, she had never gained any advantage.

The most infuriating thing was that such a woman even had an ancient marriage contract with Brother Ya Si, which simply made her furious.

She was truly so angry!

Brother said she was acting, but her act hadn't even unfolded, and she was already truly poisoned!

Watching Qiao Mu's infuriatingly refined, poker-faced small face, Ya Qi'er stammered, as if unable to speak, her lips twitching, and a tiny, mosquito-like sound emerged from her throat, "Sor... sorry."

A wave of anger surged through Ya Qi'er's heart.

Why did she have to lie there, apologizing in such a pathetic state, while the other person looked down on her with an indifferent gaze?

That look, like she was viewing something filthy, made a furious blaze ignite within Ya Qi'er.

Qiao Mu lifted her foot and started walking out of the crowd.

Ya Li stared at her, dumbfounded, and called out to her retreating back, "Hey, what do you mean? Aren't you going to cure the poison on her?"

"I poisoned her??" The little poker-face gave them a cold look.

"But this... this?" Ya Li looked at her, then turned to look at the innocent-looking Young Master Ding.

"If you just say a word, this... this young master, wouldn't he just cure Ya Qi'er?"

Qiao Mu's sharp gaze fell on Ya Li's face. That icy stare instantly made the young man's body tense, and he had an instinctive urge to immediately hide.

"Want to die??"

Everyone stared at her in shock.

This little poker-face was a bit too arrogant, wasn't she?

Just her and that young master, two people against the entire ten-thousand-strong army of the Netherworld State, and she could actually utter such harsh words to Young Master Ya Li?

"Whoever poisoned her should cure it; you're asking the wrong person," the little poker-face said coldly.

Ya Li was so angry he trembled. He pointed at the little poker-face, then looked up at his brother, whose expression was still unsettled. "You, you are, truly, heartless!"

Turning hostile on a dime—no one present was a fool; they knew from her words that the young girl was deflecting.

Ya Qi'er finally began to panic, looking pitifully at Ming Ya Si. "Brother Ya Si."

Ming Ya Si's patience with her had long run out. The more he looked at her, the more annoyed he became. With nowhere to vent his anger, he turned and yelled at Ya Li, "I told you not to bring her to cause trouble. You caused this yourselves; you resolve it yourselves."