C177 The Death of the Poisoned
Lin Hao clambered out of the river, gasping for air as he collapsed on the bank. The day had turned to dusk, and under normal circumstances, the rescue team should have been scouring both riverbanks.
Yet, Lin Hao saw no sign of them, his eyes darting frantically from side to side. "Damn, which way now?" he muttered.
After catching his breath, Lin Hao unsteadily rose to his feet
