บท 642: Chapter 460: Xiao Pang's (Little Fatty's) Anger, The Way of the Ghost Cultivator_3

Little Fatty huffed and puffed as he struggled to his feet, dusted the dirt off his butt, and wore a look of gloom on his face.

Fortunately, he wasn't someone who stuck to his own opinion stubbornly. Retreating in the face of difficulty was his good habit, therefore, without giving it much thought, he quickly nodded in agreement.

Upon seeing this, the Red-eyed Soldier satisfiedly nodded in response, his figure fading from everyone's view once again.

…

Liu Village.

The Willow God didn't linger, and after some idle chat, left hurriedly, planning to cook a sumptuous dinner personally.

Although skeptical of women's culinary skills,

Jiang Hui didn't want to discourage their enthusiasm.

However, just as the Willow God had just walked away, he suddenly sensed something.

The next moment,

he appeared right before the Underworld Bridge.