Bu Ersun was furious.
This was way too disrespectful!
What kind of immortal was this? Did he have any sense of propriety at all?
"Hey, immortal, isn't this pile of shit a little too insulting? This isn't right, is it?"
Snake God's voice drifted over. "That's right, that's right. Life is nothing more than a game, a dream. Though your shadow still appears before my eyes, you are long gone from my song..."
The four of them looked at one another.
Snake God said, "It is time to reveal the answer."
All four of them grew nervous.
Zhao Ritian clasped his hands together and prayed, "Forty more years of life, forty more years of life, forty more years of life..."
A light on the pillar lit up, displaying a huge zero.
Zhao Ritian was somewhat dejected.
Lu Chengwen comforted him. "No increase, no decrease. That's good enough, Ritian."
The other three became even more nervous. No increase or decrease on his side meant...
Lu Chengwen began calculating. "Either he lost ten years, but someone else's ten years were added to him. Or... he did not lose any years at all, and someone lost twenty years, perhaps even more than twenty."
The place was vast and empty, so even his quiet muttering carried clearly.
The three of them grew tense and all looked toward Long Aotian.
Bu Ersun smiled. "Brother Long, looks like you're having a rough year. If they shave another thirty or forty years off you... hehehe, you'll die the moment you walk out."
"Go fuck yourself!"
Long Aotian said, "Please grant us the answer, Snake God."
At that moment, Lu Chengwen's light came on as well. It was also zero.
Lu Chengwen let out a breath. Zero was fine. His natural lifespan did not seem short to begin