With no time to waste, Qian Jin grabbed his Zhanmadao, bowed at Akenash, and rushed towards the gate of the village.
In a bush that was more than a meter tall located right outside that gate, murderous spirits and a shadow of blades spurted out alongside the blood.
"Player Qian Jin, your gaming time is ..."
As the time was up, Qian Jin opened his eyes and left the Endless World. He stretched his sore body and thought, "I was pressured by my little master Akenash and didn't even get the chance to get heal up the injuries on the right arm at master Adams' place. Looks like I will have to make some potions myself.
"Qian Jin... Qian Jin….."
Marc Gavin shouted as he hammered the door to Qian Jin's room.
Qian Jin opened the door and saw Marc Gavin with a brand new luxurious suit in his hand.
"Uncle, you..." Qian Jin was a little surprised.
