"All you can do is give it a try. After all, in your current state, you're no different from a dead man—just like a stray dog by the roadside. No one would care if you died, right? Tell me your story. I'm quite interested," Su Ye said, his words sweet as honey.
"You really are rude. A stray dog by the roadside?" Watanabe Ye murmured. He truly was no different from a stray dog now.
"There's really nothing much to say. My family was destroyed because of certain reasons, that's all," Watanabe Ye said calmly, beginning to tell his story.
As Su Ye listened to Watanabe Ye's story, he gave it a simple summary.
Watanabe Ye's wife had caught someone's eye, and then the classic Minotaur plot unfolded. It wasn't just his wife—his daughter suffered the same fate.
His parents had also died because of the matter. Now, he was no different from a stray dog. The only thing keeping him alive was revenge.
It was melodramatic, but also painfully realistic. In this chaotic era, the evil in people's hearts was often magnified infinitely.
Order was already showing signs of collapse. It had not collapsed yet only because Su Ye was in The Empire, rather than abroad.
The upper ranks of Island Country had become even less human. They could not even be bothered to pretend anymore.
"Not a bad story. Though I don't know whether you're telling the truth, choose one now," Su Ye said with a smile.
He took out three items.
A white leg bone, a Devil's Contract, and a blood-red Altar.
The Leg Bone of the Skeleton Emperor contained the inheritance of an Alien Species Skeleton Emperor. The good news was that it granted great power. The bad news was that it had some side effects—namely,