In Tianlang-Jun's defense, the man hadn't actually asked to be let go. But it was true that he was very, very strong, and particularly casual with it.

"Oh no, I certainly felt a thorn. But poisons don't stand much chance against my blood most of the time..."

He'd noticed the tail, lifting his head to look at it curiously before a bright smile split his face. "Are you part snake, my friend?"