Chapter 350

• Shi Yi grinned so wide the wrinkles on his face unfolded. At first, he hadn’t wanted this gig. He was the mighty King of Qin Guang—searching for people in some ruins was bad enough, and now he had to babysit some nobody kid? If there wasn’t a chance of running into the Shadow Gate, he wouldn’t have taken this mission himself no matter what.
• Who knew he’d get front-row seats to such a show, score a free bottle of Life-Extending Pill, and even strike up a friendship with the one who made it? Bet King Biancheng would be so mad his nose would twist out of shape.
• The director had asked him to come at the start. He brushed it off, said he had to hunt down Benedict Huxley, and shoved the job away.