"Thank you so much this time, otherwise I, the Daoist, would have been swallowed by that damned snake. What bad luck!"
Divine Calculator cursed incessantly, every time he pulled out a poisoned thorn, his body trembled from the pain.
Looking down at the numerous poisonous thorns on his body, he felt like he was undergoing a brutal torture.
Chen Nan also stepped forward to help, and after a full two hours, all the thorns were finally cleaned away, and Divine Calculator's skin returned to normal, the poison completely purged.
"In the future, Daoist brother, you should be more cautious, or you'll suffer again."
Divine Calculator's eyes widened immediately, "Hmph, if I were at my peak, those demon beasts daring to bare their teeth at me, I'd knock out all their teeth!"
"This is bullying the Daoist when he's down!"
Chen Nan stood aside, twitching the corner of his mouth, considering this as Divine Calculator's attempt to save face.
