"What are you trying to fleece from me this time?" Senior Three-Eyed Youth replied lazily without turning his head.
Tyrant Benevolence: "???"
This lack of fighting spirit... This isn't the Senior Three-Eyed Youth I know!
In Tyrant Song's understanding, Senior Three-Eyed Youth had always grown braver with every setback. No matter how many times he lost, he would rally himself with the confidence of certain victory and return for another round.
But the Senior Three-Eyed Youth before him seemed as though someone had replaced him... He had not a shred of fighting spirit left.
"Senior Three-Eyed, what happened?" Tyrant Benevolence asked cautiously.
"Fellow Daoist Tyrant Song, don't worry. My master is just having his monthly visitor~" Eyeball Butler came out carrying tea and handed immortal tea to Tyrant Benevolence and Tyrant Song at the same time.
Senior Three-Eyed Youth: "..."
"Monthly visitor?" Tyrant Benevolence froze.
Did the Netherworld Ruler have a setting like this?
"No need to be embarrassed. Just say it boldly—what treasure are you trying to fleece from me this time?" Senior Three-Eyed Youth rolled over on the beach and looked toward Tyrant Benevolence.
"Senior, why don't you have even the slightest fighting spirit?" Tyrant Song asked.
Senior Three-Eyed Youth looked up at the sky. "Even the most spirited person can't withstand you people coming to fleece me once a month!"
"In the past, even if I lost, I had decades, or even hundreds or thousands of years, to adjust my mindset. Given that much time, no matter how miserably I lost last time, I could always get my head back in the game."
"But you? You show up like clockwork every month. And this time, you didn't even give me a full month!"
"How am I supposed to have any fighting spirit?"
An awkward expression appeared on