Three Promises

A guest room within a restaurant in the Ancient City.

Jiang Feng had changed his setting and walked through the walls.

A mist filled the room with sounds of splashing water.

Someone was mumbling in the mist.

"Those Yama Kings from the Courts of Hell were real bastards, they would not even give me a position as a Yama King. No matter what they say, I am still the Inheritor of the Spirits!"

"As long as I get another large batch of Human souls, the Totem of Spirits would become even stronger! Let me see what they would say then!"

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Listening to Xiao Lan's complaints from the mists, the edge of Jiang Feng's lips began to twitch.

'Hoho, this woman is quite good. She even petitioned to be a Yama King. If she did become a Yama King, wouldn't she become even stronger?' Jiang Feng thought to himself as he remained hidden.