C698 The Death of the Weapon Martial Great Grandmaster

The little mouse wanted to intervene, but Hua Hsing stopped it. At this moment, Hua Hsing was using black flames to suppress the poison within him. He realized the poison invading his body was too aggressive, and even his Golden Heart couldn't completely refine it. Sweat covered his forehead.

"Inspector, are you alright?" The third prince finally snapped out of it and rushed to Hua Hsing's side