Under the golden sunlight, Ye Fengsheng slowly drank a cup of tea. Then he glanced at the one-armed old man who wore a contemptuous look, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "I've given you enough respect. I advise you not to bake bread or drink the toast of punishment. Here in Kunlun, there are so many people; I could kill you and then let the next person take me to Kunlun after they kill me."
"Life is only once. Think about it yourself."
While saying this, Ye Fengsheng poured out the cold tea in front of the old man and refilled his cup.
The stump was covered with black and red scabs. When he woke up in the morning, he realized that Yu Tong and Yu Tong already knew what had happened to him. After bathing, at this moment, he did not look like half a prisoner. However, he was a bit of a frustrated scholar. He ignored Ye Fengsheng's kind voice. In the temple, he had the aura of the "Bodhisattva's Lowering of the Eyebrow and Shifting of the Body."
