Panlong Mountain.
Ye Wudao was walking with the Ghost Doctor.
The two were halfway up the mountain.
Suddenly, Ghost Doctor clutched his stomach and said in pain,
"Ah, Little Ye, something's wrong with my stomach. I need to find a place to take care of it…"
Ye Wudao laughed, "Old Ghost, you're not getting scared, are you?"
"Bullshit! When I was young, I held a kitchen knife and chopped my way through dozens of ancient martial arts families, killing people left and right!" Ghost Doctor said.
"Stop bragging, you're going to blow the bulls through the roof!" Ye Wudao taunted.
"Even heroes can't die of pee retention. You go ahead, I'll catch up soon…" clutching his stomach, Ghost Doctor sprinted away.
Ye Wudao shook his head speechlessly and continued towards the Ye family.
Suddenly, thousands of people appeared ahead, led by dozens of Ye family's strong members, the least of them a marquis-level, and not a few king-level powerhouses, all looking in a hurry!
