"You little bastard, what are you yelling about? I, Lord Que, was in the middle of comprehending the Gold Devouring Profound Meaning of my Sword Spirit! You just interrupted my Dao enlightenment. So, tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"
Que Xinyan shot out from a desolate grave mound. He appeared as a streak of black light that projected itself into the void before taking human form.
He had a fat head, large ears, and a dark complexion. A thin mustache curled up at the corners of his mouth.
"Compensate?"
Wan Xuegui staggered, nearly erupting in anger on the spot.
'Compensate him?'
'I, Lord Gui, am here to 'compensate' you, all right!' Wan Xuegui thought.
Although he was furious, he held it in.
Judging by Que Xinyan's reaction, he clearly still didn't know about the grudge between him and Ye Tianling.
This reassured Wan Xuegui, making him even more confident in his 'vicious' plan.
