C165 Thank You Young Master Tang

The snake's head was mere inches from Qinghuang's palm, and at that moment, no one could react quickly enough to intervene.

Panic flashed across Qinghuang's face as she stared at the sharp fangs, a wave of chilling dread enveloping the serpent's head.

But it was to no avail. The fangs had nearly broken her skin, and she could feel the venom seeping into her bloodstream