Charlee Ford was angry.

With a calm face, she returned to the underground arena again.

Sure enough, Mr. King had been waiting for her there long ago. He was still sitting in a wheelchair, smiling and looking at her with an amiable look.

Charlee Ford walked up to him with a blank face, held out his hand and said, "Antidote."

There was an oppressive look in her eyes, as if she could do it at any time if Mr King didn't give her the antidote.

Mr. King's eyes cooled ...