Especially since his old man was still around, he had dragged us down a generation out of nowhere. We weren't happy about it!
Flood Great Shaman rubbed his brow with a headache.
Fucking hell!
What a pain!
"Let's discuss business. I'll pass it on to them afterward." -Floodwaters Soar to the Sky.
"Right! Let's begin, gak gak gak... Things were so fierce just now, and now they've finally quieted down. So peaceful!" -East Sky, I Roam at Will.
"Fuck your father! You little puppy!" -Floodwaters Soar to the Sky.
"Dad, he's insulting me!" -East Sky, I Roam at Will.
"If he's insulting you, there's really nothing I can do..." -Dizzy Egg, Crazy Chime.
"Hahahaha... (laughing and pounding the ground emoji)" -Wo Shi Zuolu.
"That insult was far too mild!" -Three Purities Thunder Dao.
If anyone else had seen this group's chat, they would surely have been scared to death-or utterly astonished, unable to believe it!
Among these people, especially in their dealings with one another, which of them didn't bear a blood feud as deep as the sea?
Whenever any of them saw another, they wanted nothing more than to kill them!
When they met on the battlefield, none would show mercy. When they could kill, their blades fell faster than anything, and they would never let an opportunity to finish someone off slip away.
Yet now, they were chatting in remarkable harmony.
Some people certainly wouldn't understand.
Were they fixing the match, making fools of everyone else on the three continents?!
But viewed against their long lives, their distant years, these people were actually the loneliest people in the world.
They simply had very few people they could talk to.
It could even be said without the slightest exaggeration that if one of them killed another, the killer would