"So he's dead."
Tuberculosis Rabbit, with a look of sentimentality, held a cigarette in his mouth, squatting beside the pool of blood and prodded Wen Ping's cheek with his finger, smacking his lips, "Yi, do you remember what I used to do? It's been so long, my hands are still a bit itchy."
"It wasn't easy for him to die either. What day is it now, and didn't even bother to check the time, making so many people waste so many days on him."
"I've never been this exhausted even when wiping out a family, Yi."
"Now it's January 12th. If this drags on, the new rules in February will come into effect, and the Novice Period will damn well be over."
Sword Without End also spoke with a complicated expression, "You can't really say that. You've seen how difficult Wen Ping is to deal with. At the beginning, he withstood Chen Yi's barrage for three days and nights without losing a single eyebrow."
"To be honest, killing Wen Ping wouldn't be easy without this strategy."