Ouyang’s face did not change. If it was any other disciple from the Heng Yue Sect, he wouldn’t even respond. But the strength of Wang Lin was simply too frightening, so he suppressed the resentment in his heart and said coldly, “Speak!”
Wang Lin looked at the Thousand-legged Centipede, and said honestly, “I want to use the poison of this Thousand-legged Centipede. Please allow this request!”