C213 Poisoning

I am now a shadow, lying on the ground, watching my own body conversing with the Uncle Tang.

I was at a loss. Logically speaking, it should be a soulless body, but how could he speak? Who was controlling him?

Just when I was at a loss, I suddenly noticed that Mr. Zhao was standing behind me with his hand on my back. I never left his side, and I suddenly understood that it was Mr