"I'll let you off the hook this time, but if you dare to deceive me again, I'll make you pay. However, you are still better than that impotent fellow who can only use his fingers. What was his name again? Ah yes, he calls himself No. 75. Doesn't even have a tool, he's practically a eunuch. He even promised me a night, but I'm so uncomfortable I won't even take his money for business in the future." She turned around and left after saying this.
Watching the lady leave, Sky Scar breathed a sigh of relief and grinned bitterly, "Big Brother Cyril, talking to this sort of person is less pleasurable than fighting with the Demon Clan."
Cyril chuckled, "Bro, thanks for the favor. This is just my way of relieving stress, you know. A good girl won't take a liking to someone like me. However, No. 75 she mentioned seems quite interesting, boasting about his trifling ability.
Sky Scar groaned, "Enough of this, let's go into the Balance Ball. I have things to discuss with Elder Bright."