That tender and sweet voice made Ye Xinghan’s heart spasm, his limbs convulse, his meridians twitch… His entire body was spasming, simply in a living hell. If not for the fact that he couldn’t beat Ji Qianrou, and was also unwilling to conflict with this monster who could dismember someone’s corpse with a sweet smile, he really wanted to rip his head off and stick it up his ass.
“Elder Ling…” Ye Xinghan said gnawing his teeth: “Three pieces of Purple Veined Heaven Crystals… switch seats with this Young Master!”
A row of cold sweat instantly dripped down Ling Kun’s forehead, as he said hastily: “This… this… cough cough, this isn’t a problem of Heaven Crystals or Divine Crystals. This old man is already old, can’t bear too much hardships, and still want to live a few years longer…””
Ye Xinghan: “…”