As for what was next…
Hehe. What else was there to say?
An Yang drove him to live as a slave, making him execute techniques for the entire day, only stopping once for a meal at dinner, but Di Tou suspected that was only a ploy so that An Yang could keep him practicing until midnight.
The same thing happened the day after that, and the day after that, and…
Well, all of a sudden, Di Tou couldn't wait for news about the teleportation formation being fixed. Even if it didn't mean that he could escape immediately, at the very least, with the pressure of the teleporter, An Yang would have to divert some of his attention to crafting the Spirit Song Sword and the correspondence technique, meaning that Di Tou would have some time to escape and do his own thing.
Putting down the feather duster in his hand, Di Tou fell flat back onto the ground and cried out, "No more, I can't do anymore."
