C365 Zhang Three Hundred and Seventy-one, the Battle of the Medicine Pill
Seven days later.
Ding Kuang stood on the top of the tower and looked around, but he didn’t find anything. Nothing unusual had happened in the past few days, and everything was as usual.
“It seems I was overthinking. Nothing unexpected happened. I have been here for a few days and didn’t find anything strange. If I don’t go to the Ghost Sect Star, these trash won’t be able to take it
