Murderous intent radiated from Liu Zixuan, while the Magician Ghost Doctor across him was in a state of utter disarray!
Watching Liu Zixuan approach him step by step, the Magician Ghost Doctor revealed a complicated smile: "Liu Zixuan, I, Magician Ghost, meet my end at your hands today. I don't feel regret, but it's not because I lost to you—it's because I lost to the 'Holy Medical Scripture'!"
"What's the difference?" Liu Zixuan mockingly laughed.
"Of course there is. The 'Holy Medical Scripture' is a treasure of the Medical World, and countless cultivation technique masters have coveted it. You might be able to live freely for a few days out here in the city now, but once you've been exposed to more, you'll become a target for many who wish to kill you!"
Listening to the Magician Ghost Doctor, Liu Zixuan shrugged: "Can I take your words as the benevolent advice of a dying man?"
