"What's going on with you? What happened, how did you appear here all blood-soaked?"
"By the way, who was that demon? Did you kill him?"
"Basil Jaak, you actually didn't wait for us and went to the sixth floor on your own. Do you know how dangerous it is?"
When Basil Jaak came to and was still rejoicing while sitting on the ground, Bertha and Ina continuously bombarded his ears with questions, making him feel like they were about to explode.
"Hey, hey, hey, ladies, whatever you want to say or ask, can you take it slow?"
Basil Jaak glanced at the two beauties and said, "Let me catch my breath first; I haven't even recovered yet."
After speaking, Basil Jaak looked down at his outfit, and was instantly startled. His whole body was covered in blood, even his face and hair!
What bad luck!
Basil Jaak spit on the ground. Thankfully, this blood wasn't his; it belonged to the already dismembered Black Wind Immortal Lord on the ground.
Luckily, this old guy is dead.
