Chapter 145 The Plan Of Cassandra

• Thaddeus' pupils constricted, and his grip on Meredith's hand significantly tightened.
• Harvey stroked his chin thoughtfully. “There's no sign of black blood. It doesn't look like a venomous snake, but we can't be certain. Thaddeus, you need to hurry and carry her down the mountain to find a doctor for an antivenin injection.”
• Thaddeus swiftly scooped up Meredith in his arms. Using his teleportation ability, he quickly descended the mountain.