Pockmark Face was quite satisfied with Blind Ye’s attitude toward him. After only two cups, he began draping his arm over Blind Ye’s shoulder, acting like they were brothers.
"Brother, do you know? Ever since we started following the Void Imperial Clan, those of us at the bottom have been sold out. Everyone calls us running dogs now, and the things they say are truly vile. Honestly, I’m terrified of meeting my ancestors in the underworld after I die."
Pockmark Face looked utterly despondent; he had only resorted to this trade out of desperation. If he had a choice, he would never have become a lackey for the Void Imperial Clan.
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