The tone of the person inside the room made Ghost Ink very angry.
He also considered himself to have done his utmost with kindness and justice.
Yet the result was such sarcasm, which would make anyone feel uncomfortable.
"Heh, since you're already like this, it's useless to keep you around. Why not hand me your remaining Ghost Energy Essence?"
After a long while, a cold chuckle came from inside the room again.
"How dare you!"
Ghost Ink's eyes widened, and his demeanor changed instantly.
"Don't try to struggle anymore. You've used the Blood Shield Technique once, and now your foundation is severely damaged. You can't escape from the palm of my hand."
"Liu Tianba! You!"
"Ah!"
Unable to say the following words, Ghost Ink's desolate cries echoed out.
Unfortunately, the room was isolated by Divine Sense, and no one heard Ghost Ink's lamenting cries...
Tonight, the Thousand Mechanisms City was shrouded in thick dark clouds.
