"Raccoon Big Bro, I was just teasing you. I desire power even more than you do; I long to become strong and refuse to be weak, which is why I've always been working hard, many times harder than anyone else," Mu Chen said earnestly.
"That's more like it. That's the kind of person chosen by the master," the Nine-tailed Raccoon sighed and then fell back into slumber.
Next, Mu Chen immediately arrived at the seaside, where almost everyone from Hell had gathered: women, children, and Hell's denizens.
There were bonfires, a huge fish being roasted, as well as roast pigs, lambs, cows, and whatnot. Tables around were laden with fruit, all sorts of fresh fruit, and finally, red wine, all sorts of delicious food. At this moment, everyone felt as if they had entered Human Fairyland.
"Boss."
"King."
"Leader."
As soon as Mu Chen appeared, everyone addressed him respectfully.
"Don't be so formal. Just carry on with what you were doing."
"Yes, Boss," everyone said in unison.
