Damn it, I haven't made any progress in my cultivation, and as a result, my soul is missing a large chunk. I feel incomplete and somewhat irritable.
If you look at all the eunuchs on this blue planet, which one of them can keep a smile on their face every day? They're pretty much all depressed, and why? It's all because they feel incomplete.
That's how Yang Zhen felt right now. Even his trousers felt chilly. The most important thing at the moment wasn't to rid himself of some everlasting reputation, but to find a way to replenish his Spirit Soul.
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, the Trash Cat looked stunned and asked, "Kid, what's with that expression? Having regrets? Why didn't I see this kind of dejected expression on your face earlier?"
Yang Zhen was furious, he glared at the Trash Cat and said, "Damn it, you're not the one feeling incomplete. How about I, Sao Saint, perform a small operation on you?"