"There's an old saying, though I'm not sure whether this old man should say it or not!"
In the deep, hollow Underground Ruins, this elderly voice with a rather peculiar tone echoed continuously through the corridors, quite unpleasant and piercing.
"Go ahead, it's not like I have any face left to lose, one more line from you won't make a difference."
The gloomy voice replied, yet without a shred of emotion, bright red glowing points flickering at the lips, with smoke rising continuously.
Old Sun forced a couple of dry laughs, but none of the people around him dared to laugh.
They all knew, if anyone dared to laugh, the man wouldn't even need to lift a finger; Old Sun could pull their guts out through their mouths!
"Stealing chickens failed..."
"And lost the rice! Hehehe!"
Old Sun's voice was sharper and even more piercing than before!
That laughter was even more unbearable.
