"You think this task is that simple? Find ten more after finding ten, I've found nearly three hundred people, and the task still has no end, it's such a freaking scam!"
Dai Xuan reminisced about the miserable state when undertaking the task, truly an unbearable memory!
"Huh? That bad?"
Upon hearing this, Chest Hair was momentarily stunned, cast an odd glance at the Evil Ghost Prophet, and only then said sympathetically, "Guild Leader, you must have had a rough time."
"As long as you know."
Dai Xuan didn't bother with the Evil Ghost Prophet and led his army away from there, advancing towards the main city of the ghost realm, soon enveloped in the poison mist of the Ghost Curse, plunging the spatial atmosphere into dead silence.
"Hmph! Blind as a bat!"
The Evil Ghost Prophet turned and walked toward its shabby house, "Equipment chooses its master, how could it be so simple? If you can't endure this bit of hardship, you can hardly achieve great things!"
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