My Dear Brother, Take This!

No, if he had this much drive, what couldn't he succeed at? Why did he have to become a pervert?

Luo Ye didn't really understand how his mind worked.

But thinking about it again, a young master born in Rome must have always done whatever he pleased. Otherwise, he wouldn't have anything else to do. After all, they were so rich that money was all they had left.

Maybe it was only this way that they could find meaning in their existence.

"Fine. I'll fight you after eating and resting for thirty minutes." Thinking about it was pointless. Luo Ye pulled out a chair and sat down to eat breakfast. Hisoka had already gone this far, so refusing again would be rather rude.

However, Luo Ye didn't want to be hurried along by Hisoka, so he simply set a time himself to avoid the trouble.

Otherwise, with Hisoka's obsessive personality, he would probably stare at him until he finished eating. Luo Ye wasn't that thick-skinned.

He couldn't eat with someone watching him, so for his own sake, agreeing on a time was necessary.

He couldn't have Hisoka staring at him the whole time he ate.

A while after breakfast, in the garden, Hisoka rotated his wrist. "Are you ready?" He won't say he has something to do halfway through the fight, will he?

Perhaps because they had spent so much time together, Hisoka had a general idea of how lazy Luo Ye was. He really was capable of doing something like that.

Luo Ye stretched and twisted his neck. "I'm ready. Bring it on!" He had made up his mind. This time, he still had to beat Hisoka into the ground. Otherwise, next time Hisoka would run wild over his head.

A person like Hisoka respected only the strong, so