The Golden Dragon King yawned, threw everything that Ying the Third had entrusted to him at Li Changxi, and then returned to perch on the pillar and doze off.
Li Changxi quickly constructed nine layers of Illusion Technique on the Golden Dragon King's pillar.
Then, she flipped Ying the Third a middle finger while he was lying on the sickbed.
"Even trusted the back-up plans to a blockhead like the Golden Dragon King, your judgement is wretched indeed."
True, the Golden Dragon King had once met Yu Linglong and trusted the people of Mystic Temple, but this was still too reckless.
Li Changxi knew she would never entrust such an important task to the Golden Dragon King.
His loyalty and cultivation base could be trusted, but his ability in getting things done should not be.
When Ji Changsheng and Ying Hong Ye arrived at the sleeping quarters, Li Changxi was going through the items the Golden Dragon King had thrown at her.
"Senior sister, what is this?"
