The next day.
Woke up as usual.
Tang Zhong, upon returning to his room the previous day, had gone directly to bed.
Getting up early, Tang Zhong began to practice the Mysterious Technique within him, but now, he found that as soon as he breathed in and breathed out, he immediately couldn't withstand the burning sensation in his body.
Ah!
Just as Tang Zhong sat cross-legged, he spat out blood from his mouth and appeared extremely disheveled.
It seems that I am still on the edge of death.
"Jiang Weiwei, where on earth are you? If I can't find you to call off the engagement before I die, I will haunt you as a ghost!" Tang Zhong said with a wry smile.
Then he dressed and left the house.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Weiwei and Shi Xiaoxiao walking past the doorway, already dressed.
