The Ghost King, who had already reached Yang Fan, grabbed Yang Fan's mouth with one hand and held the medicine pill with the other, attempting to place it into Yang Fan's mouth.
Yang Fan clenched his mouth shut, glaring at him steadfastly.
"Don't look at me with those eyes. If you don't open your mouth, I'll break all your teeth to make you open it."
Yang Fan remained motionless, staring at the Ghost King with the same look as one would stare at a dead person.
"It seems you won't cry until you see the coffin."
The Ghost King swung his fist, aiming at Yang Fan's mouth.
Suddenly, Yang Fan burst into laughter, his bloodied lips spilling strands of blood.
From another direction, the Soul Eater flew toward the Ghost King from behind.
