In the Western Mountains of the Savage Land, the Bright Jade Flames gradually dimmed, and a young man’s countenance turned gloomy and uncertain.
"... Master, I can’t afford to wait."
"Oh, you’re still young, how come you can’t even wait? It’s just one or two days. You’ve been surviving there for a year, what’s another one or two days? Well then, see you later."
"Hey, hey, I’m really going to die here."
"Then why are you spouting nonsense to me? Quickly save your life!"
Seeing that their communication was incompatible, Wang Lu had no other choice. "Master, are you receiving ‘guests’ [1]?"
"Puff!"
The sound of someone vomiting blood brought great comfort to Wang Lu.
"Evil disciple, how dare you slander me?"
"You aren’t? With your moral values, I can only say that it’s a reasonable assumption."
