Core Formation (4)
Biên tập viên: _Lunaelle
Another person covered in black fog said, “You, damn it!” A hand reached out to slap Wei San.
Wei San’s face immediately became pale and he knelt onto the ground. He chattered, “Disciple…everything disciple said is true. Aside from me guessing his cultivation level wrongly, disciple…” The fear caused his words to become incoherent.
None of the other Fighting Evil Sect disciples revealed any expressions. Some even felt happy watching his misery. Seeing this made Wei San’s heart become even colder. He saw the hand come closer, then suddenly had an idea and shouted, “I… I remember now. He asked the worker at the Treasure Refining Pavilion if there is any rank 5 or higher pill furnace!”
In truth, Wei San didn’t clearly hear those words, but in this stressful situation, he began to make stuff up. As he spoke, even he himself began to believe that maybe that person really was there to buy a pill furnace.