Watching Hei Xiaohu walk down a dead end, viewers across all Planes could only sigh softly. The Cult Young Master who had emerged from seclusion long ago and heavily injured Ma Siniang with just a single tree branch was gone forever.
"Hei Xiaohu, oh Hei Xiaohu, are you really just a walking shell? Lan Tu has no place for you in her heart!"
"To be completely honest, wasn't Hei Xiaohu just relentlessly badgering her? Did Lan Tu ever give him even a single look from start to finish?"
"Lan Tu: 'You truly make me sick, Hei Xiaohu!'"
"Hong Mao is a pure paragon of righteousness—firm in his stance, clear in his goals, loyal to the end, neither practicing double standards nor acting as a holier-than-thou saint, nor being indecisive. He has both courage and strategy. Hei Xiaohu, tell me why Lan Tu chose him instead of you."
"If you ask me, Hei Xiaohu is nothing more than an absolute waste, a piece of trash, a clown. Not only is he inferior to Hong Mao in every way, but he can't even compare to other villains. He lacks the pure villainy of Zhu Wujie, the oppressive presence of his father Heixinhu, the theatrical flair of Ma Siniang, and the multifaceted nature of Niu Xuanfeng. Seriously, he loses to literally everyone, whether hero or villain."
"I have just one question: for harming Dada, a Class I protected animal, how many years is Hei Xiaohu looking at?"
"Same class, a critically endangered red species—how many years do you think Hei Xiaohu is getting?"
"Compared to Dada, it seems …
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