"Screw you!"
"Even taking a dump, you act so high and mighty, do you really take yourself for something special?"
"You're just a dog under the skirt of that woman, what are you putting on airs for?"
"..."
Ye Fei, dragged out of the bathroom, stood at the door cursing loudly, feeling like he wanted to bring out Sun Zhe's ancestors for a polite greeting.
"Pff—!"
A long fart noise suddenly echoed, scaring Ye Fei into covering his mouth and nose and running away quickly.
At this moment.
Inside the bathroom.
Sun Zhe's face was pale, and his expression was full of pain, shivering uncontrollably on the toilet.
He felt as if a miniature Ye Qiao was dancing inside his stomach.
"Damn it..."
"This incomplete Meridian Opening Pill, it's really not something to be taken lightly!"
Sun Zhe took a deep breath, enduring the twisting pain in his abdomen, and began trying to manipulate his True Qi.
