"Xiao San, no matter what your purpose is, I agree." Dai Mubai cried, holding Tang San, patting his shoulder, "But don't have too high expectations of me. Right now, apart from women and money, I have nothing."
Tang San sympathized with Dai Mubai's situation but still voiced his need for Dai Mubai's financial support: "Dai, I'm here this time to borrow some money from you. The sect can't operate… Ming Lun's emergence, the appearance of soul tools and soul armors, has caused hidden weapons to begin their decline to the bottom even before reaching the reverence they had in another world."
"Damn Ming Lun, making life difficult for us all!"
Dai Mubai cursed fiercely, "You know, in another world, Zhu Qing and I were so happy, and even became gods with your help."
"Now——"
"I've become the laughingstock of the Xingluo Empire."
