Rong Xin's Hatred (1)

"Number one out of all under the heavens?" Wei Yiyi laughed in ridicule and replied scornfully, "You mean the number idiot? Someone who loves to toy with others in the palm of her hand would be the ideal type of powerful cultivator? Tsk, tsk. As the ideal powerful cultivator, does that mean that she should pay no heed to the lives of others?"

Rong Xin smiled icily, "In the eyes of the strong, the weak are merely like mole crickets and ants. What difference does it make if they live or die?"

"Brother Da!"

As he noticed the increasingly ugly look on Elder Da's face, Elder Jiu frowned and said, "The respected Ghost Doctor is here upon my invitation. Lady Gu is also my savior. She was the one who had healed the wounds on my body, allowing me to break through the rank of a Martial Honor!"

The Ghost Doctor?