"Hey, quit playing dead. That hit just now wasn't that hard." Li Ziming irritably shook Absalom in his hand.
"You bastard, go die! Dead Hand!" Absalom grinned viciously at Li Ziming.
Boom! A violent explosion erupted.
"Haha! Idiot, you're dead now, right?" Absalom laughed smugly. "No, I still need to check the goods."
"Hey, where do you think you're going? I haven't said you could leave yet." Li Ziming was completely unharmed.
"How is that possible?" Absalom stared at Li Ziming in disbelief. "Why are you okay?"
"Sorry, I don't feel like discussing this with someone of low intelligence." Li Ziming had no intention of paying Absalom any attention.
"Lord Absalom!" Another monster suddenly appeared before Li Ziming.
"Tararan, take care of him!" Absalom looked as though he had found his savior.
"Yes!" Tararan spat out a mouthful of spider silk, but Li Ziming had already left his original spot, leaving only Absalom behind.
"Nice binding. Thanks." Li Ziming nodded and patted Absalom, who had been tightly wrapped in spider silk.
"Ah, you despicable bastard!" Tararan charged furiously at Li Ziming.
Big Explosion! Tararan instantly fell to the ground, charred black all over. "Moria, this isn't much of a way to treat a guest."
"Hehe, I didn't expect newcomers these days to be so rude." A tall figure appeared before Li Ziming, with a body shaped like a garlic bulb.
"Is that so? I think it's fine. If you want to discuss business with someone, you can't put yourself too low, no matter what." Li Ziming completely ignored Absalom, who was silently struggling free beside him.
"Is that so? You're merely a rookie." Moria suddenly appeared behind Li Ziming, holding a pair of scissors. "I'll be taking your shadow!"
Boom! Intense light and heat directly shifted Li Ziming's shadow in