"Cough, cough, cough, cough!" Li Yao almost fell back and really fell into the abyss. He coughed so hard that he was looking at Yan Liren in admiration, feeling that the Sword Maniac was more magnificent than ever in the frigid well!
When going crazy, he even dared to take off Lead Eunuch Wang Xi's pants. It was indeed as expected of the legendary Sword Maniac!
"Make no mistake, Fellow Cultivator Spiritual Vulture," Yan Liren said, frowning, "I have no interest in whether or not Wang Xi has any unspoken disease."
"I wasn't judging," Li Yao said. "Everybody has their curiosity. It is perfectly normal even if you truly were slightly interested. To be honest, even I want to know Wang Xi's secrets."
"But I'm truly not interested." Emotionlessly, Yan Liren said, "I only meant to infuriate him, rip apart his shell of absentmindedness so that he would launch the most furious, insane, and brutal attack toward me."
