บท 87: Chapter 87 The Dead Necromancer

Yang Jian and this Ouyang Tian didn't end up fighting after all.

It wasn't that Ouyang Tian could swallow his anger, but if they really started fighting, neither would gain any advantage.

Yang Jian was a newcomer, and it would take some time before the fierce ghost revived, but he didn't have the capital to keep fighting with him.

This anger had to be swallowed. If he couldn't bear it, it meant death.

"If you don't want to continue fighting, then let's call it quits... pfft~! Haha." Yang Jian, who had been serious before, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Ouyang Tian's expression grew even uglier, "Try laughing one more time?"

Yang Jian said, "Sorry, sorry, I'm not laughing at you. I just remembered something very delightful."

Ouyang Tian didn't believe his flippant excuse for a second.

"However, not only have I apologized to you for just now, I also gave you a chance to shoot at me."