Chapter 120 Misstep

• “What did you poison him with? Hand over the antidote.” Finnian barked, fury rolling off him. He hadn’t expected kidnappers to be this cruel to a little kid. A sharp pang of regret hit him—had he known, he would’ve cut these scum down without a second thought.
• “Antidote?” The kidnapper boss blinked, then stared at Finnian like he was an idiot. “Punk, is your brain fried? Poison is poison. There’s no antidote. You think this is a TV show?”
• “No antidote?” Finnian was thrown for a second. From what he knew, many high-grade poisons came with antidotes. But then he clocked who he was dealing with. The Kuta group was just your run-of-the-mill terror outfit. Their poisons were most likely low-level chemical junk. Those cheap toxins having no antidote made perfect sense.