In his view, a century was truly a very brief span of time—virtually the blink of an eye. How was it that his master seemed to feel it had been rather long and appeared somewhat dissatisfied?
"It's nothing. Just concentrate on absorbing the resentment here and stabilizing your zombie body," Meng Fan muttered offhandedly, not bothering to elaborate further.
Afterward, he left the Immortal Falling Valley, found the Tower of Reverse Scales, and put it away.
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