"This... I have to say, every debt has its debtor."
In the awkward silence, Huai Shi wiped away cold sweat and tried to distance himself from the direct victim. "I wasn't even born seventy years ago. This has nothing to do with me... Have you contacted Russell?"
"Relax, Huai Shi. I wasn't planning to hold you accountable. One Ranch Owner was enough of a headache."
The White Crown King walked ahead without looking back. "Otherwise, why would I agree to let you restart this thing?
"But you should understand: I've shouldered this mess for seventy years. Even with contracts and agreements in place, you ought to show some appreciation.
"Don't be as perfunctory and careless as last time."
"Of course, of course. Next time, definitely!"
Huai Shi nodded and made a solemn promise.
He swore that once he returned, he would go into the Abyss and thoroughly devour his godfather, bones and all, grind him to ashes, and make sure every last soul in Beatific Land was wiped out!
Still, recalling the White Crown King's former blessings and expectations for him made everything feel especially strange now.
So you really had no other plans? You just wanted Utopia rebuilt and hoped someone would hurry up and deal with the illegal construction in your backyard?
"Enough. Think about how to solve your own problem."
The White Crown King stopped at the cliff's edge and turned back to him. "After all these years, I only want to stretch my limbs a little. Take your things away as soon as possible."
Huai Shi fell silent.
He could no longer respond.
He stared blankly upward at the colossal object before him. Within the White Crown King's sleeping realm lay that enormous thing which had fallen from the heavens—a mountain-sized sphere covered from top to