"Alright, now I'm going back to the City God Temple. If you want your injuries healed, come with me." Huang Xiaolong smiled at Ji Zhengyu, got in his car, and drove off.
Realizing the gravity of his situation, Ji Zhengyu didn't dare to dally. He had also driven over and quickly got back into his car, following closely behind Huang Xiaolong.
As he drove, Ji Zhengyu let out a sigh. "Ah, Zhengyu, proud as you've always been, who would have thought you'd have to lower your head to someone today...but let it be. If I don't, I might not live longer than three years, and that would be really unfortunate..."
City God Temple.
Two cars pulled up and stopped.
Looking up at the temple, Ji Zhengyu could only marvel at its majestic splendor.
"Master, is this your Taoist temple?" Ji Zhengyu asked, a look of earnest admiration on his face.
"Hmm, you could say it's my territory," Huang Xiaolong replied with a smile.
