Just from the sound of it, one could tell Qian Kun was no little shocked.
Ma Pingchuan hurriedly replied, "That's right. And the kid isn't forcing himself either. I can tell that even after training like mad for over ten days, his body has suffered no serious harm."
"How far has he trained?"
"It's hard to tell with the Karmic Fire Red Lotus Palm, but the Calamity Ember Undying Body should have reached minor accomplishment..."
Qian Kun fell silent for a moment, then said, "Could it really be that wicked... Ohh, oohh..."
After letting out several strange cries, he finally panted, "What was I saying just now?"
"Brother-in-law, what exactly is wrong with you?" Ma Pingchuan asked with concern.
Qian Kun gritted his teeth. "I don't know what kind of strange illness this is. I've seen plenty of doctors, but they're all fucking useless—not one of them can find the cause!"
Ma Pingchuan froze for a moment, then hurriedly suggested, "How about asking the gang leader to take a look?"
He truly did not want anything to happen to Qian Kun. Otherwise, his position as incense master would immediately lose its fragrance.
"Have you forgotten that the gang leader is in seclusion? What a rotten idea. Who would dare disturb the gang leader at a time like this? Waaah, oohh—"
"That Zou Feng... I never expected Chen Jingsheng had just randomly found someone to make up the numbers, only for him to turn out to be a genuine prodigy?"
"If I'd known, I should've had you seize him first, at any cost! Aiya, aiyaaa—"
Nearly every sentence Qian Kun spoke came with all sorts of comical strange cries, and Ma Pingchuan was close to breaking.
He began to feel fortunate that a screen stood between them. Otherwise, his brother-in-law would