Zhang Yi smiled faintly, "I know you're strong. But so what? In this Abyssal Prison, you have to listen to me. This time, you made a mistake. How about this, go learn from Zhao Qi how to serve others." He had long heard about Princess Consort Ya's powerful and pure soul, surely she had never engaged in spiritual intercourse with anyone, such a good opportunity, how could he let it pass?
Qin San sneered, "A fat pig, and you still have the face to say such things."
Zhang Yi squinted his eyes and said coldly, "What did you say?"
"Are you deaf?! My sister said, you are a genuine fat pig with enough oil to burn for thirty years!"
"Who is speaking!"
Zhang Yi trembled in shock.
Qin San was momentarily stunned, then a look of joy appeared on his face.
Zhang Yi turned his head with difficulty and was shocked to see Fan Wubing gradually emerging from the gray fog, becoming clearer and clearer until he fully stepped out, "You're not dead!"
