"It's so hot."
After eating the Golden Crow King's roasted flesh, Ye Fan's face turned red, smoke rose from his head, and he felt like he had been over-nourished.
Though a King was not as inhuman as a Saint—after sublimation, able to sever mountains and rivers stretching ten thousand miles with a single strand of hair—the gap between Master Ye and the Golden Crow King was currently rather vast. The latter's flesh had too powerful an effect on him.
Xiao Nannan was different. She munched away without any adverse reaction.
Big brother was so weak.
"Thinking about how well you ate on Ziwei Ancient Star, and how many opportunities you found there, makes my heart and liver ache."
The Black Emperor truly felt that he had miscalculated. He should have followed Qin Sheng. The one surnamed Ye was simply not someone worth plotting with.
Though it would have been difficult to get the lion's share of opportunities alongside Qin Sheng, getting one thousandth of a hundred million was still better than splitting a hundred fifty-fifty.
"Everyone has their own fate. Look at how radiant you all are..."
Qin Sheng looked at the obviously injured Ye Fan, then at the Black Emperor, whose dog fur had practically been plucked bare. He felt that the phrase was a little inappropriate and changed his wording.
"Look at how outstanding you are now. You must have lived a life full of grand waves and storms. Those are precious treasures. When you look back a few thousand years from now, they will give you something to cherish. Suffering is a blessing."
The Black Emperor spat. "The people who say that are definitely the ones not suffering, but enjoying themselves all along!"
Ye Fan also wore a grim expression. "Don't say any more. These past two