Dai Mubai was delighted to hear that Dai Tianfeng was gradually growing displeased with Dai Weisi.
He was Dai Mubai, the illustrious future successor to the Rakshasa God. All he had to do was backstab Gangzi just before Gangzi became a god, and the position would be his. How could he possibly lose to that useless Dai Weisi!?
After all the suffering he had endured in the Star Luo Heavenly Prison, Dai Mubai had already decided that Dai Weisi had "earned himself a death sentence." Though he was destined to ascend to the Divine Realm and could hardly remain in the mortal world as emperor, he would at least have to leave behind a few children before ascending.
Then he could have his children inherit the throne.
Everyone connected to Dai Weisi must be destroyed, body and soul. I'll make sure they never reincarnate!
As Dai Mubai dwelled on this, a smile involuntarily crept onto his face.
"What are you grinning at? Hurry up and finish eating, then get back to work!" At the sight of Dai Mubai's disgusting smile, Old John flicked his whip in distaste and lashed him across the back. Dai Mubai cried out in pain.
"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll get right back to work." Dai Mubai wolfed down the rest of his food and resumed working.
It was not until one in the morning that Dai Mubai and the others were allowed to return to their cell to sleep.
Yet their steps faltered. They stared at one another, each waiting for someone else to speak.
"Dean... how about taking one for the team again tonight?" Oscar asked Flender with a smile.
Flender's eyelid twitched, and he snapped angrily, "You little brats! I'm your dean! How can you keep making an old man like me