It's New Year, it's New Year!
Looks like the place where Pighead lives now is outside the area where fireworks and firecrackers are banned!
Time to buy some fireworks and have some fun! Hehe, suddenly I remembered my cousin who got married a few days ago. When that brat was little, he set off one of those huge firecrackers and had his hand blown to pieces!
Two updates done. Pighead is running for his life! How about one update a day starting tomorrow? It's almost New Year!
"Bilibili! My good brother!"
Alda warmly threw an arm around Bilibili's shoulders. "The great Master sent you back just to deliver this mangy dog?"
Bilibili bared his teeth in a grin. "Cut the crap. The great and terrifying Master is waiting for us to settle matters here. If we delay the Master's business, he'll beat you into meat paste!"
Alda's body shuddered. He twisted his mouth and muttered in a low voice, "Fine, I'm just curious. Why does the Master have to go through so much trouble to interrogate these people about Mr. Mo's background? With my intelligence, couldn't I just tell Holy Light I that I want to meet Mr. Mo and see him directly?"
Bilibili shot Alda a look of utter contempt. Raising his head, he declared grandly, "I can understand that you wasted too much energy in Vias on those delightful little dარლings! But I must remind you—your intelligence cannot possibly be mentioned in the same breath as the Master's wisdom! As Dragon Mountain Count, what excuse would you have to get acquainted with Mr. Mo?"
Shrugging, Bilibili seized Iseda, who was curled up in the corner of the carriage compartment, by the throat.
"Besides, as the head of the E Mountain Hermit Society, as the leader of the