"Lord Shou, Old Zhu only has one last wish..."
"Speak." Jin Ren said emotionlessly.
Zhu Yike sobbed. "The second-in-command position at the First Pavilion in the Sky. Lord Shou, do you still remember your promise? If possible, can you keep the position vacant for me? Of course, Old Zhu is aware that this is an extravagant hope. If Old Zhu died in the end, this position could actually be given to anyone, but it could not be given to Li... Old Li!"
Just as Zhu Yike's voice fell, a big-bellied evil spirit appeared behind him. It grabbed him and stuffed him into its mouth.
"Seal!"
Xi slapped the evil ghost's stomach with his palm and branded it with the Hell's Lord White Sin's spiritual imprint before he patted the big-bellied ghost's head.
"Go!"
Wu...
Amidst the sound of the cold wind, the evil ghost disappeared together with Zhu Yike.
"Dong dong dong..."
