"Don't go too far, you've already taken part of it, and you still want more? What's wrong with cursing you? I'll curse you!"
Yu Ziqing laughed heartily.
"Come on, I'm right here. If you can fight, don't just talk. Come hit me."
As soon as these words were said, there was a flood of nonstop curses thrown at Yu Ziqing for an hour.
Seeing the speed of their cursing slow down, Yu Ziqing continued.
"See, the speed at which the ominous aura is surging here is speeding up again.
If I don't handle it, in at most a month, the ominous aura here will return to its original state.
By then, you probably won't even be conscious enough to curse me.
Can we talk properly or not? I'm leaving if you can't."
Seeing that the other party hadn't stopped yet, Yu Ziqing turned around and left.
The next moment, the barrage of curses ceased, and the other person's tone improved a bit, though there was still some grievance.
"You took away my stomach, I can't hit you, and I can't even curse you?"
