"White, why do I feel like you're talking about your past self?"
The fat guy laughed for a moment before his smile faded, as he suddenly remembered something: in the next story world, his powers would be sealed, and he'd have to face a boss with a personality very similar to Mr. Su Bai's.
All of a sudden, the fat guy felt terrible.
"White, how many people are entering the story this time?" the fat guy asked.
"It's not specified in the notification, but it probably won't just be the two of us. I think the chances of seven to eight people entering are pretty high," Mr. Su Bai replied.
"Then we should play it safe and avoid drawing that Cannibal's attention," the fat guy said, honking the horn. "I'm afraid if I act too flashy, that Cannibal will hold a grudge and end up screaming for mutual destruction, dragging Fat Lord me down with him."
"…" Mr. Su Bai.
