Watching this scene, Ye Lin casually waved his hand, and dozens of streaks of light shot out, granting all the mortals a hundred additional years of lifespan.
Not only had they become younger, but their strength had increased by several degrees as well.
For a moment, the dozens of figures around them all dropped to their knees in thanks.
Yet the little fatty beneath Ye Lin's feet showed no change at all.
"Immortal, what about me? I want it bigger—I want it for an hour! Immortal, that's my only request, my only request!"
"I'm willing to serve you like an ox or a horse to repay you. Please, Immortal, grant me this wish!"
the little fatty shouted.
Ye Lin merely pointed casually, and the little fatty lying on the ground immediately felt a warm current in that particular area.
The next moment, the little fatty impatiently pulled open his pants and looked inside.
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"
Staring at the formidable object in his crotch, the little fatty burst into laughter, so delighted that snot ran from his nose.
Ye Lin merely waved his hand.
"Disperse."
As Ye Lin's words fell, the surrounding villagers thanked him one after another, then turned and departed.
"Immortal, I mean what I say. If I said I'd repay you, then I'll repay you. Even if I have to serve you like an ox or a horse, I'll repay you."
"Whatever the Immortal tells me to do, I'll do it."
Everyone else had left, but the little fatty still clung to Ye Lin's foot, his face stubborn.
"If you don't leave now, I'll take it back."
The instant Ye Lin finished speaking, the little fatty scrambled to his feet and vanished in the blink of an eye.
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