Then Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes, looked at the ancestor of the Nether Heavenly Abode, Ancestor Nether, and suddenly let out a chuckle. "Old man, that walking stick of yours is quite unique. You won't even need to turn on the lights to use the bathroom at night, right?"
Ancestor Nether's green-fire eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets. "You little bastard..."
"And you folks from the Xuanyin Sect," Ling Xiao turned to look at Black Sha and White Sha, "wearing mourning clothes in broad daylight? Did someone die in your family? Oh right, someone's about to die for real very soon."
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