The look on the Taoist's face was peculiar; he wanted to get angry but didn't dare to, he wanted to beg for mercy but dared not even more.
He didn't believe they had really given him poison.
But soon, he felt weak all over, collapsed to the ground, and couldn't muster any strength.
He still didn't believe they had given him poison, remaining obstinate.
Awei ignored him and looked at Master Bai Hu, smiling politely, "It is said that the Master can alter a person's fate, allowing someone at death's door to escape King Yama's death summons and live for decades more. The Taoist is about to die; Master, can you alter his fate and let him live on?"
Master Bai Hu's face twitched slightly.
He thought the same as the Taoist; maybe what they gave him wasn't poison, just ordinary deceptive medicine.
He got up and said, "There's nothing difficult about that."
