Prologue
Looking at the silent and serious profile of the Dark Lord, I thought that the situation had developed to this point, not only was it beyond my expectations, but even the Dark Lord himself had not anticipated it... He darkened his expression: "Do as I say." "I don't want to." "Are you so sure?" I roared in my heart, forcing others to do things and still complaining that their resistance wasn't strong enough! Truly insane! "I!" I glanced at the Dark Lord's expression, recalling the legendary tale of him flattening a mountain and destroying a sect with a wave of his hand, I shrank my neck and said, "I will lie down..." "Certainly." He was indeed certain... He darkened his expression: "Do as I say." "I don't want to." "Are you so sure?" I roared in my heart, forcing others to do things and still complaining that their resistance wasn't strong enough! Truly insane! "I!" I glanced at the Dark Lord's expression, recalling the legendary tale of him flattening a mountain and destroying a sect with a wave of his hand, I shrank my neck and said, "I will lie down..." "Certainly." He was indeed certain, I asked this question merely for reassurance, after all, the person who was about to approach was none other than the Dark Lord himself from three hundred years ago... "Lie down." So I shrank my neck again: "Alright." The Dark Lord paused for a moment: "You won't, but you must have integrity." "What kind of integrity is it to not eat when hungry?" Sleeping on the muddy ground, I asked this question merely for reassurance, after all, the person who was about to approach was none other than the Dark Lord himself from three hundred years ago... "Lie down." So I shrank my neck again: "Alright." The Dark Lord paused for a moment: "You won't, but you must have integrity." "What kind of integrity is it to not eat when hungry?" Sleeping on the muddy ground, the Dark Lord mercilessly smeared two handfuls of mud on my face: "Remember, he will come from the southeast, you must pretend to be very hungry and weak, but when he offers you food, you cannot eat it." "Why? Will he poison me?" But after all, I was under his roof, I had to swallow my anger and turned to look at the road to the southeast. The Dark Lord mercilessly smeared two handfuls of mud on my face: "Remember, he will come from the southeast, you must pretend to be very hungry and weak, but when he offers you food, you cannot eat it." "Why? Will he poison me?" But after all, I was under his roof, I had to swallow my anger and turned to look at the road to the southeast, then asked a question that had been brewing in my heart for a long time: "Will he... mind that I am lying in the middle of the road blocking his way, and then chop me down with a knife?" The Dark Lord glanced at me from the corner of his eye: "No, he won't." I agreed with his words, but it made him frown: "Don't act so hopeless!" "Are you going to lie down or not?"
Looking at the silent and serious profile of the Dark Lord, I think that the situation has developed to this point, not only was it beyond my expectations, but even the Dark Lord himself could not have anticipated it...
He frowned and said, "Do as I say."
I do not want it
Are you so certain about this
I am roaring in my heart, coercing others to do things while still complaining that their resistance is not strong enough! This is truly insane
I looked at the expression on the face of the great demon, recalling the legend of how he had waved his hand to level a mountain and annihilate a sect. I shrank my neck and said, "I lie..."
Certainly
He can certainly be sure of that. I only asked this question to be on the safe side, after all, the person who is about to come over is none other than this great demon himself from three hundred years ago
Lie down
So I shrank my neck again: "Alright"
The great demon paused for a moment and said: "No, but you must have integrity"
What kind of integrity is it to be hungry and not eat?
Sleeping on the muddy ground, the great demon mercilessly smeared two handfuls of mud on my face: "Remember, he will come from the southeast, you must pretend to be very hungry and exhausted, but when he offers you food, you cannot eat it"
Why? Is he going to poison me?
But after all, under the eaves, I had to swallow my anger, turn my gaze towards the road in the southeast, and then ask a question that had been brewing in my heart for a long time: "Will he... find it bothersome that I am lying in the middle of the road, and then chop me down with a knife?"
The dark sorcerer cast a glance at me and said: "No."
I complied with his words, yet it caused him to frown: "Do not behave so pathetically!"
Are you lying down or not