Darryl grinned when he saw the expressions of Otis and the others. "One should never intend to bring harm to others, but should always be alert to the harm others might do to him."

'That scum dares to act tough in front of us?' Otis thought as he glared at the man. He reached into his pocket hastily to search for the antidote. Otis had it all figured out. It did not matter how Darryl figured it out; they simply had to take the antidote and teach him a lesson directly. After all, there was no point in playing innocent if the truth was already out. Once decided, Otis did not waste another second retrieving the antidote and handing it out to the other members. Each one of them took the antidote hurriedly. To Otis's surprise, not only did his situation not improve, but it worsened. All his strength was instantly drained from his body and, within a matter of seconds, none of them could stand up straight.

"What have you given us?" Otis roared.

"Don't you even have a cure for your own pois