The Youth and the Ox

The facts proved that Qin He's painless passing-on business was practically the same as delivering souls from suffering within the Demon Suppression Division.

It was a genuine, high-quality, affordable business.

It did not cost a single coin. All they had to do was nod.

Qin He handled the rest himself, providing a one-stop service.

Whenever flames lit up in a prison or cage, it meant Qin He had closed another deal.

Endless despair had created a booming market.

And Qin He was the pig riding the crest of that wave.

Just as Qin He was floating high in the clouds with delight.

A hunchbacked youth rode a black ox through the streets of Lin'an City.

His unconventional appearance drew the attention of many, and some even whispered among themselves and mocked him.

In the Abyss World, myriad beasts flourished, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Human Race.

There were many beasts that could be ridden on the road: Horse Beasts, wolf beasts, Camel Beasts, and even some large bird beasts.

Even the most ordinary people rode horses, all in pursuit of speed.

Riding an ox was basically the same as riding a dog.

It was not impossible, but it invited ridicule.

"Lin'an City really is huge."

The hunchbacked youth gazed at the bustling, prosperous market, his eyes glittering with starlight. "I have a feeling that Master is very likely in this city."

"You've said that many times already." The black ox rolled its eyes in a very human manner. Its voice was extremely soft, almost transmitted through the vibrations of its vocal cords and flesh so that only the hunchbacked youth could hear it.

"This time, I can't be wrong." The hunchbacked youth said confidently.

"Hmph, hmph." The black ox clearly did not believe him.

This man and ox