After unleashing a barrage of attacks, Qi Ming was flung onto the ground again.
Qi Ming was utterly stunned. His nose was bloody and his face was swollen from the beating. I had shared everything I knew, so why am I still being beat up? Why does this Ghost Emperor before me not have elite cultivation at all?
"Trust me, I'll beat you to death if you spout any more nonsense!" Frozen clenched his fist, his angry face showing no signs of assuaging.
Qi Ming thought silently. Frozen might as well just kill me, what a bully.
Gazing at Qi Ming, who looked completely despondent, Frozen contemplated for some time before asking again.
"Then, do you know these two people?"
As he spoke, Frozen waved his hand and sprinkled glittering ice crystals in front of him, as the images of Murphy and Little Pomelo appeared.
Qi Ming replied curtly, "Yes."
"I can let you go, as long as you promise me one thing," Frozen smiled suddenly.
"Say it!"
