As the iron chains bit into his skin, Pi Yanlin actually let his shoulders relax.
He gazed at the ghostly fire churning beneath Black Impermanence’s dark face, a faint scoff escaping his throat. The System had just reminded him this morning that the check-in reward for today was the "Lazy Fate Commentary" from Volume Three of the *Lazy Immortal Formula*. If he didn't use it now, when would he?
"Master Underworld Official," he tilted his head and smiled, his voice infused with the casual air of a teahouse storyteller. "Your chain is wound too tight; it’s rather grating."
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