"Ow... Stop hitting... I was wrong... I won't dare again..."
After a round of punches and kicks, the pitch-black little figure hugged its head and whimpered for mercy.
Zhou Yuan stopped his fists and coldly questioned, "What exactly are you?"
"I am the King of Terror..."
The pitch-black little figure sniffled and said, "I am the embodiment of fear, the monster under the bed, the demon in the shadows, the guide to corruption... Someone hired me to cause chaos everywhere..."
"Who hired you?"
"A Spirit World merchant named 'Zero'... He gave me many evil energy crystals to wreak havoc in the human realm."
Spirit World merchant? Zhou Yuan knew these people, traveling through various planes for business, a mixed bag with no fixed organizations or guilds, all individual operators with odd temperaments who didn't give face even to the Control Bureau.
