"In front of me, you seize the body? This Dumpling actually looks quite something." Zhang Shuying squinted his eyes and picked up the Money Sword that was slung behind him, casually dispersing the fog.
The Money Sword, carrying the fierce energy of Sharp Metal, effortlessly split the Dressing Case in two.
"Ah~ Ouch... so painful..." The black mist didn't even form properly before crying out and dispersing into the air.
The air then carried a scent of burnt charcoal, which was slightly nauseating to smell.
His formidable strength intimidated me so much that I shuddered, then quickly bowed gratefully towards him, "Thank you, I...I really didn't expect that you would be so decisive in helping me... destroy the Ancestor of Foxes' Remnant Soul."
Right after I bowed, I started retching awkwardly.
Zhang Shuying couldn't stand it and snapped, "Damn it, just a thank you makes you sick enough to vomit? You ungrateful little brat, do you want me to twist your head off?"
