This time, it wasn't Ge Leader coming, because after a few days, he himself realized the foul stench emanating from his body, so he always kept a handkerchief nearby.
Of course, Yang Tianxiu wouldn't let him come either, because the last time Ge Leader came, he couldn't help but vomit.
Then, because his movements were too large while vomiting, he tore open the somewhat healed bone again, causing such pain that he fainted.
In his heart, he cursed Ge Leader half to death and had already thought of thousands of ways for Ge Leader to die.
If it weren't for the severe manpower shortage now, how could he tolerate Ge Leader wandering freely in the city? He would have been left for dead in some deserted corner long ago.
"Master, we're running out of food."
A heart-trusted Evil Cultivation of Yang Tianxiu, with a frown, spoke to the half-dead Yang Tianxiu lying in bed.
