Looking at the simulation results of the game, Qian Xiaohao heaved a deep sigh.
His sigh was so filled with bitterness that he even felt a bit like a talent gone unrecognized.
Pointing at the screen in front of him, Qian Xiaohao said weakly, "Liu, you see? This game is targeting me! I lived to ninety-two and still accomplished nothing. This is the malice of the Living Immortal! I want to complain about this game!"
"Did you spend any money?" the maid asked coldly.
"Can't I be human without spending money? And whose side are you on? Shouldn't you be mindlessly defending me at times like this?"
"I stand on the opposite side of you. I like anything that makes you uncomfortable."
"How outrageous!"
Watching these two, Liuzi felt an inspiration coming on.
The foolish young master and the prideful, venomous snake of a maid—this pair really had a certain vibe to them.