Chapter 224: Arrogance
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 224: Arrogance

With a startle, Chen Ran raised his left arm as he stared at Jiang Cheng. He asked exaggeratedly, “Brother Hao is not talking about this, right?” There was a neat cut around Chen Ran’s left arm. It was not serious. It was around 5 centimetres long. Some blood oozed out of it. The red formed a great contrast to Chen Ran’s pale skin. The blood pooled and dripped to the ground.

However… the man before him was incapacitated, and he just happened to be cut once. Why would the man say that he had won?

Suddenly, Chen Ran’s pupils shrunk. He looked at the flame in the middle of the room. The flame danced. A light and strange fragrance filled the air.

“Hah.” Chen Ran slowly put down his arm. He narrowed his eyes and sighed as he looked at Jiang Cheng, who grinned wickedly at him. “The dagger… is poisoned.”

“Yes.” Jiang Cheng laughed maniacally at Chen Ran, “That is true, but I didn’t do anything to it.”

“It’s Su Xiaoxiao.”

“Right again.” Jiang Cheng shrugged. “She didn’t think you were so dumb. She had also seen through the secrets of the flame. The fuel contains hallucinogenic elements. Her only mistake was that she was too weak. Plus, she was too distracted by her little brother. If she could cut you once with her dagger, then you’d be the one who was left on the stone plate.” Jiang Cheng smiled, “Brother Chen, do you know how dangerous that would be?”

Something had to be wrong with the flame in the lighthouse, or else the things from the Black Stone Town wouldn’t stress it so much. After Liang Long disappeared, Jiang Cheng understood its secrets. Jiang Cheng captured a familiar scent at the spot where Liang Long disappeared. It was the fragrance that was emitted after the milky-white substance inside the firepot had burned.

They knew that this fragrance could greatly slow down one’s brain and silence one’s emotions. If his guess was not wrong, Liang Long dug out some of the fuel to study it in private. However, it was too dark on the first floor at night. She lit up a pinch of the fuel. The fuel provided a lot of

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