章節 1571: Ashen Storm of Hatred

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Yeah, you kept reminding us not to be caught by the Ashen Storm of Hatred, and now you're telling us to ride it into the Pyramids. Are you fooling with us now!?" Zhao Manyan pinched Shreev's goatee.

Shreev had purposely grown a goatee despite his young age. Together with his height, his appearance was only going to scare the crap out of little girls!

"Let go, let go, it hurts... just listen to me!" Shreev blurted out.

Zhao Manyan loosened his grip. Shreev looked pitifully at a few strands of his facial hair on the ground. He explained, "The Pyramids are the pharaohs' mausoleums. Therefore, they won't allow anyone to break into the Pyramids. They hired the best architects to design their tombs not only because they wanted their descendants to worship them and pay them respect, but to prevent them from interfering with their ruling of the dead..."