Duanmu Xie squatted down like a child, looking at Shen Lang with great anticipation. "It's no problem, My Lord. Take your time. I can wait ten thousand years for you!"
Shen Lang had been feeling utterly dejected, but those words sent a jolt through him. He kicked Duanmu Xie, sending him flying!
'Wait for you for ten thousand years...'
If a beautiful woman had said that, anyone would have been overjoyed to hear it.
But coming from a zombie like Duanmu Xie...
Shen Lang felt as if he'd swallowed a few bluebottles. He really just wanted to kill him and be done with it.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong again?" Duanmu Xie asked, scratching his head in confusion.
"All I meant was that I'm not in a hurry and can wait... You see, My Lord, the last time I was injured by the Celestial Purity Sect, I slept for ten thousand years!"
