The Nether River Patriarch said with a helpless face, "Can't I just be a good person?"
The Emperor of the Perdition City looked at the Nether River Patriarch with a knowing look, and the Nether River Patriarch hung his head in misery, drowning his sorrows in his drink and muttering, "Damn, after the great witch-demon war, I never lifted a finger, so why does everyone call me a bad guy..."
The Emperor of the Perdition City didn't reply but just chuckled and continued drinking.
The Nether River Patriarch heaved a long sigh and kept on drinking.
Meanwhile, as the night dragged on, Qin Shou simply couldn't manage to sleep for 18 hours straight...
Waking up in the middle of the night, unable to fall back asleep, Qin Shou got up from the bed, touching his rumbling stomach, and muttered, "As expected, I'm hungry..."
After saying this, Qin Shou checked his Black Demon Box and to his dismay, the food inside was all gone.
