"Wash Your MF Butt!" The Show Has Just Begun!

"Are you,iron-boned and unyielding? Isn't there anyone more devious than you, Wang Zhong!" Di Minghui scolded in anger, spitting everywhere. It was evident that Di Minghui was now thoroughly infuriated by Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong chuckled, "Old man, what's the use of cursing so much? Let's get on with it! Make sure your behind is clean, no, prepare your soul, don't keep Lord Duan waiting."

"Lord Duan?" This sentence delighted Duan Gaohan. If it weren't for Wang Zhong slaying Duan Tianliu, Duan Gaohan would have spared Wang Zhong's life. He looked at Di Minghui and asked, "Di Minghui, what do you say?"

Di Minghui could provide the Di Family's Body Refining Immortal Technique, but as the ancestral head of the Di Family, how could he allow someone to perform a Soul Probing? Just as Wang Zhong said, this was the greatest insult. Did Di Minghui have no dignity?

Di Minghui shook his head, "I regret that I can't comply with this request."