"Hurry up and turn over, every second I stay here costs me in medical fees. When the medical fees run out, don't blame me for leaving." Lu Yuan urged.
The Ancient Insect remained silent, observing Lu Yuan's performance in the grey mist, and realizing that the Greedy Demon God was not seriously afflicted was also a bit conflicted—being a giant beetle, rolling over would leave its legs waving in the air, wouldn't that ruin its solemn image?
It solemnly said to the others, [Leave this place.]
The crowd was somewhat puzzled.
The Ancient Insect authoritatively stated, [The Withering Disease could spread during the treatment, do not harm your own lives.]
Only then did the People of the Underworld of the Underground Alliance suddenly realize, and after saluting the insect, they all retreated from the large park where the altar was located.
Lu Yuan could only describe this old boy as "breathtaking", preferring to waste some medical time just to maintain his image.