Chapter 315 Who Made Me Care About You?

• The blinding light vanished, plunging the elevator into complete darkness. The air inside grew thick with an unmistakable aura of bloodlust.
• In the pitch-black confines, Dave's fingers shot out, catching the blade of a dagger between them with unerring accuracy. A faint, numbing sensation pricked at his fingers. He frowned, realizing the blade was coated with poison.
• Fortunately, poison was not something he feared.