The Terminally Ill Young Master of the Baek Clan

The Heavenly Demon was focused solely on killing the enemy before him.

At this moment, the one borrowing Yi-gang’s body was Zhang Sanfeng.

Since the Heavenly Demon recognized him as one of his few worthy rivals, he gave his all in the duel with Zhang Sanfeng.

However, Zhang Sanfeng was different.

Now, he was in a situation where he had borrowed Yi-gang’s body.

Though he was confronting his arch-enemy, the Heavenly Demon, how could Zhang Sanfeng not worry about Yi-gang’s well-being?

Protecting someone was inevitably many times more exhausting than having nothing to protect.

‘Just hold on a little longer!’

Yi-gang kept his mouth shut, staying silent so as not to disturb Zhang Sanfeng.