Old White Ape merely watched it expressionlessly. Only after a long while did he speak indifferently. "It is precisely because you are my nephew that you have the chance to die. You should understand what I mean."
"Heh..."
"Yes, I should be grateful to you."
"Otherwise, even death would be too much to hope for. Hahahaha!"
Young White Ape's sanity gradually crumbled as it looked at Old White Ape and laughed like a mad thing.
Old White Ape shook his head slightly and sighed. "When you were in the White Ape Clan, did you ever receive the treatment you enjoy now?"
"Back then, you were just a little monkey that had yet to awaken its intelligence. Any Demon Beast could bully you."
"You never resented it back then, so why is it that now, when the one looking down on you is a Demon Lord, you cannot bear it?"
"Has your pride grown stronger along with your status?"
"Have you never considered that, without me, you would never have had any of what you have today?"
Old White Ape's tone was exceptionally indifferent, and there was no pity whatsoever in his gaze as he looked at Young White Ape.
Young White Ape no longer had the strength to speak. It lay in a pool of blood, its head tilted, silently watching Old White Ape in the final moment of its life.
Yet alongside the resentment in its eyes, a hint of contemplation had appeared.
Unfortunately...
Time could not be turned back.
At some point, every trace of life had left it, but even in death, its eyes remained open.
After killing Young White Ape with its own hands, Little Red Dragon's expression went numb again. It came before Old White Ape, no longer harboring any thought of resistance.
Only when