"As for the third matter, it concerns you."
Xiao Xiao turned his head, looking sharply at Zheng Qing.
"It involves me?" Zheng Qing rolled his eyes, seemingly unfazed, and let out a weary groan: "Go on. What's the problem now…"
"You're ill," Xiao Xiao said solemnly, emphasizing each word.
"I'm ill?" Zheng Qing repeated, chewed over the doctor's words, and then suddenly burst into furious outrage. "You're the ill one! Have the zombies eaten your brain! Why are you suddenly insulting me!!"
"Who's insulting?" Xiao Xiao blinked, looking utterly baffled. Nevertheless, he instinctively rebutted, "Also, aren't zombies the ones who suck blood and consume flesh? Very few of them would eat wizard brains... Only demons have that sort of habits."
Hearing this, Zheng Qing was immediately left speechless in rage.
