Chapter 371 Conflict of the Yaksha

I only saw a dark-skinned, bare-chested man holding a long whip, standing there, his hand raised high as if he was ready to give me a similar treatment.

Could it be that what I had just thought came true? Do I really need to teach this Yaksha a lesson? Forget it, better ask about the situation first. Rash actions might cause trouble for Judge.

"What are you doing? What gives you the right to hit people?" I asked with a darkened face and a questioning tone, directed at the Yaksha with the raised whip.

"No, no, no, brother, stop! We can't afford to mess with him." The Ghost Soldier, seeing me daring to challenge the Yaksha, was immediately scared out of his wits and quickly tugged at my arm, whispering to me.

No sooner had he finished speaking than he put himself in front of me, replacing his frightened expression with a servile smile, and started appeasing the Yaksha.