บท 131: First Young Master let us fight III

Carrying with him souls and vials of blood essence, the middle-aged man had returned earlier that Wang Ling thought he would.

Wang Ling got up from the floor and went down, there, he saw the energetic middle-aged man waiting for him to come down. Walking up in front of the middle-aged man, Wang Ling accepted the souls and the vials of blood.

There were 17 souls and vials of blood, nothing more nothing less. Wang Ling gratefully accepting the vials and saw the smile on the middle-aged man's face, Wang Ling couldn't reject him.

"Thank you, please, follow me out, I will fight you there."

He beckoned him to follow him outside. Wang Ling went out with the middle-aged man, he didn't want to destroy the pavilion. After some walk, Wang Ling stood opposite of the middle-aged man and the wind blew past his hair as he took out two swords.