"Oh right, don't tell my royal mother about this. Zhou Dao, clean things up here."
Zhang Fan picked up his phone, checked the time, and bolted straight toward the bathroom.
If his mom found out about this, that'd be the end of him.
"And seriously, don't follow my example. You have to know your limits when you cultivate, don't play yourself into disability. Especially you lot!" Zhang Fan pointed at Li Yu and Jiang Min'er as he spoke.
With these guys, if he didn't nag them again and again, something was definitely going to happen.
You have to know, Li Yu and the others followed him out of a devil training camp.
Every single one of them had already been goaded by him until they didn't care about their lives.
They don't have the System. If something goes wrong, Healing is minor; what he's afraid of is them dropping dead on the spot.
As he spoke, Zhang Fan turned and ran.
In that instant, Zhang Fan directly spat out a jet of blood.
"Boss!"
"Xiao Fan!"
"Brother Fan!"
