C703 How Naive!

"Hehe, how naive," Zhang Yuanbo snorted, his gaze laced with malevolence. He scoffed, "Hmph! Even if they manage to cure the plague I've got, what of it? I can simply create a new, more powerful strain. Their efforts are utterly futile..."

Mid-sentence, he abruptly halted, as if something had lodged in his throat