Yuan Ke

"I #￥%%... &&your mother#%%%... have no### shame~~"

The moment Wang Tie Zhu heard that, he flew into a rage and unleashed a torrent of fragrant spit at Yan Jingdan.

Yan Jingdan's face twitched, but he did not dare argue back in the slightest. He could only lower his head and endure it.

There was no helping it—when under another's eaves, one had no choice but to bow one's head.

In the end, Qin He waved a hand and rescued him. "Go back and rest. You've all been tired out for the whole day."

The four of them bowed respectfully, then left as though they had been granted a pardon.

"Master, those four are sick in the head. Desecrating corpses like that—they ought to be punished," Wang Tie Zhu said resentfully.

"They're not exactly sick in the head." Qin He shook his head, thinking that the Obsession Technique was so bewitching. Had he known earlier, he would have taken it a little easier.

"Then why?"

"It's nothing. It's just... everyone has their own aspirations."

"Everyone has their own aspirations?"

"Don't ask so much. Just toss him into the furnace and burn him."

"But his mouth... isn't clean." Wang Tie Zhu looked deeply suspicious.

Qin He looked at him and asked, "Which corpse you've burned didn't have something unclean in its belly?"

Wang Tie Zhu said, "Uh... well~"

"Hurry up." Qin He waved his hand.

"Yes, Master." Wang Tie Zhu could only agree. On second thought, Master had a point. What corpse could truly be clean? As long as he could not see it, it was fine.

With that thought, the knot in his heart loosened. He cast an Odor Purification Technique on the Golden Armored General's corpse, gave it a simple cleansing, then tossed it into the Purple Gold Furnace to