Could His Brain Be Broken?

"Damn it! A pack of beasts—blood-sucking vermin that wanted to come take a few sips the moment they saw blood!"

Li Yu looked at the letters piled before him. Before, there had only been six or seven scattered letters, and he had gritted his teeth and endured it.

But less than a month had passed, and the number of letters had multiplied nearly tenfold.

He did not even need to open them to know what they contained.

Still, with the mindset of eating shit, he opened one. The first few words nearly made him tremble with rage.

"Old Li, let me congratulate you on getting rich..."

"Fuck your mother!"

Li Yu threw the letter to the ground and stomped on it twice.

Not long after he discovered where the Demon Kingdom general was, these letters had begun arriving. He had not even confirmed the exact location yet.

One or two would have been manageable, but more than a dozen had come at once. He had no choice but to give ground.

Those bastards would arrive in another month. Just thinking about it made him feel as sick as if he had eaten shit.

It was clearly his own prize, yet in the blink of an eye, he would have to fight for it with his strength. Damn it.

When he had racked his brains searching for it, none of these people had come to help. Now that he had pinpointed the general area, they had all come to pick the fruit.

Shameless. Utterly shameless!

Yet he could only hold his nose and accept it. Otherwise, he would not even get a spoonful of the soup.

"Island Master! Island Master, I'm back!"

Just as he was thinking, Li Yu suddenly heard Wang Feng's voice.

Wang Feng approached Li Yu with an