"You..." Ding Xiadong's face reddened like a ripe tomato.
The last time, he was beaten up by Old Luo. Then Chen Xiaobei took a toll on Xingxiu faction by denouncing them, and making things worse, he then extorted 100,000 Spiritual Stones out of them.
This matter had become the butt of jokes in China's Jianghu.
Chen Xiaobei touched a sore spot, slapping Ding Xiawu in the face with his arrogant chatter..
"Great faction leader Ding!" Chen Xiaobei grinned. "I have a little bit of medical skills... based on your vital force, I can tell that your injuries have yet to heal completely! You better go back and take a good sweet rest. What if something happens to you in the tomb? It would be a great loss you know, if you die suddenly!"
"You… You are the one who'll die suddenly!" Ding Xiadong roared. "I will make you a dead man now!"
