If it weren't for the three-hundred-year-old Fire Ganoderma, Lin Tang would have fled long ago. With it, however, he became very cooperative.
At this, Mo Pinglan was very displeased. He's so fond of taking medicine. He must either be very weak, have some serious illness, or his martial arts training went awry and he suffered a cultivation deviation. How dare someone like that challenge a god of slaughter like Yan Renjie? He's simply courting death. The Master must have misjudged this time.
Lin Tang couldn't care less what she thought. Out of boredom, he simply went to sleep.
When he awoke, a hidden manor came into view.
Upon entering—holy cow. It felt like he'd walked into the Kingdom of Women. It was filled with beautiful girls.
