"So, you mean the 'existence' that the scumbag bit off from my main body is now in the possession of this unknown former ruler of the netherworld?" The single eye on the fat ball boss's spherical form stared intensely at the three-eyed youth.
In the single eye of the fat ball, there was a mixture of desire and barely restrained impatience.
The three-eyed youth on the other side was being stared at so intensely that it gave him a headache. Despite his fondness for gazes, having the single eye of the fat ball fixated on him so passionately was still enough to send shivers down his spine.
Senior Three-Eyed rubbed his temples. Little Tyrannical Song was truly unscrupulous. He was tricking him right before his eyes.
Since you're heartless, don't blame me for being unjust.
However, it had to be done without breaking the rules and promises... In other words, the fat ball had to become Little Tyrannical Song's wager first.
