"I'm so angry, so angry."
The Smoke Ghost regained mobility and immediately strode towards the door.
It seemed he wanted to go out and have another three hundred rounds of battle with Mu Rufeng.
"Honey, wait, that kid may only be a Level 2 Contractor, but he really is quite odd, and besides, this is the Blood Chamber Hotel." The female ghost got up and stopped the Smoke Ghost in his tracks.
"Ah~~~! I must devour this guy, or I won't be able to quell the hatred in my heart." The Smoke Ghost had also sobered up a bit and said agitatedly.
"Honey, first let's put your hand back on. What's more important is killing that bitch first." The female ghost picked up the severed arm and handed it back to the Smoke Ghost.
"Right, that bitch is the priority." The Smoke Ghost nodded and then reattached the severed limb to the wound.
"Ah, my elastic band, the waiter took away my elastic band." The female ghost suddenly shrieked.