Xie Jiuhan's expression was extremely cold. He wished he could slap Mr. Qingyi's head. This man had gone against him three times and even dared to pretend to be the Healer to treat him. He was simply courting death!
Mr. Qingyi looked at Xie Jiuhan with a smile. "Ninth Master, do you feel comfortable pressing me down?"
The next second, Xie Jiuhan bounced up from the ground. He didn't want to be misunderstood. Mr. Qingyi's words made him feel even more disgusted.
Mr. Qingyi stood up calmly and patted off the dust on his body. He looked at Xie Jiuhan again and smiled. His black and bright eyes rippled with light and were colorful. It was as if the door to a fairy tale world had been pushed open, making people unable to help but feel like they were walking into Xie Jiuhan's heart.
Boom! Xie Jiuhan was stunned. His heart skipped a beat. He had only experienced this feeling on Feng Qing.
