Self-Discipline of the Good Servant Girl
Editor: TheSloth
Yang Taizi was regulating his breath.
Several hours later, when Yang Taizi finished regulating his breathing, Ghost King Tongtian, who went into the waste mountains nearby in these two days came back.
He could smell the odor of putrefaction emitting from Ghost King Tongtian which was getting stronger and stronger.
"Are you injured?" Ghost King Tongtian knitted his brows while watching the slight pale face of Yang Taizi.
Nevertheless, without saying anything else, Yang Taizi barely whispered, "Ghost King, our partnership has come to its end this time. I’ve no idea whom your disciple came in touch with. But I have to seriously tell you, the opponent is too powerful to be provoked, even if we joined hands."
While Ghost King was astonished. "You guys have fought before? Is that guy the one who hurt you?"