"You brat, you still dare to slack off under my watch! Today, I'm punishing you to mine in the Ghost District! If you don't mine five units, don't even think about leaving!"
The overseer swung his whip and left angrily.
Yang Ling covered his reddened face and still wore a smile. But after the overseer walked away, he indignantly spat out: "What kind of person..."
"Bang!" A cracking sound suddenly echoed on Yang Ling's face. The overseer's voice came from afar: "Idiot, I'm a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, my Spiritual Sense range far exceeds yours. Next time you want to curse me, keep a distance. Also, today you need to mine six units of Spirit Stones!"
Yang Ling quickly shut his mouth. He didn't want an additional task.
