The ghost king walked into the room and saw Li Tian and the monk sitting on the bed playing cards. His face turned even uglier.
"You're here. Just in time. We're giving you your cards. Come and play two rounds."
Tyrant quickly said. At the same time, he moved a little to the side, leaving some space for the ghost king.
"Actually, we understand that it's not your fault that you're not good at certain things. After all, you've been single for so many years and you've been using your hands. Anyway, don't you have that dew pill? In the future, when you do something, just eat two. "
The monk didn't seem to notice the ghost king's change and continued talking.
Li Tian was so close to covering his head with a blanket, but he still couldn't tell. It was obvious that the ghost king hadn't done anything. Perhaps he had just woken up, or perhaps he wasn't drunk at all.
Looking at the way the ghost king was walking, did he look like someone who had just woken up?
