"Sorry to make you all worry, I was simply comprehending the Dao of Death…"
Min Hong turned his hands around and they instantly went pale and bony, like that of a person who had lost all their life force, and with a thought, his hands were restored;
"But I am still very far off from reaching Intent Level…" He lied through his stupidly white teeth…
"You guys can go on with your teachings… Keep up the good work…"
He said as he walked towards the third structure which was a large mansion… This mansion was every bit as luxurious as luxuriousness gets…
"I wonder how much of our resources these guys have spent on restructuring this district…"
Min Hong's heart ached at the amount of wealth that had been spent [or wasted] on the district;
"Well, it's not like they would tear it down after you have left…" Little Ming suggested;
