"Who are you setting up this time?" Gu Huangquan's calm tone revealed neither joy nor anger, yet carried a deep sense of helplessness.
It was the helplessness of watching a "good brother" cause trouble and drag him down with him, while being powerless to stop it.
"What kind of talk is that!? What do you mean by that!?" Painter snapped. "When have I ever set anyone up?
"I'm helping Future's Child, increasing his luck. With Fate's favor, Future's Child can make his wishes come true to a certain extent and smoothly achieve what he desires."
Gu Huangquan relaxed slightly. Painter had traumatized him with his schemes.
"Like when we were looking for Frostbone's corpse?"
"That's right." Painter smiled smugly. "If I hadn't increased your luck back then, how could you possibly have dug up the previous Ten Kings' corpse in that endless icefield?"
Gu Huangquan understood. It had indeed been extraordinarily fortunate that they found Frostbone Liusheng that time.
After all, that had been Tyrant's battle to claim kingship. The new king had risen by stepping on the old king's bones. That battle shattered the icefield for thousands of miles and triggered a massive avalanche, burying everything beneath ice and snow.
"Actually, if you used your ability to do good, your friends would be spread across North Mang. After all, who wouldn't want to be friends with good luck?
"What a shame that you were born cheap. You insisted on using it to set people up, and in the end, you became the enemy of the entire world."
Painter's face alternated between green and white with rage. "Bullshit! Stop slandering me! I was the one being set up—it wasn't my intention!"
Gu Huangquan ignored him completely and merely prayed to himself, "I hope you can befriend Future's Child this time