"Hehe, worried about your partner, are you? Don't worry, I'll make sure his death is a gruesome sight to behold." As I fixed my gaze on Ye Xiang, he spoke again.
"Hmph, quite the boast. Do you really think my master is some soft persimmon ripe for the squeezing?" Ye Xiang's arrogant attitude truly irked me, but as a corpse walker,
what was I to do? Should I rush in and fight him hand to hand? But a corpse walker feels nothing, and even if he stood there letting me hit him, I'd probably just exhaust myself in the end.
"Hehe, never seen a corpse walker before? Not sure where to start? Don't worry, I'll teach you. Just hit me with your most powerful spell. If you think like before and rush in to brawl, I advise you to save your energy."
Ye Xiang seemed to be using mind-reading all the time. Couldn't he feel tired? I remember the Judge saying in the Underworld that using mind-reading for too long could be exhausting.
