Chapter 2324 - 2324: It Cant Be Helped. Just Watch Me s.h.i.+ne.

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Suddenly, the sky behind the wooden door s.h.i.+fted dramatically.

What had been a sunny sky now melded into a downpour that would catch anyone off guard.

Song Shuhang had antic.i.p.ated a weather change, but the storms intensity was unexpected. He couldnt even raise his s.h.i.+eld before getting soaked.

Normally, given Song Shuhangs stature as a Venerable, a storm wouldnt dampen him. But the rain in the three-eyed youths world was different. Even Senior Three-Eyed had gotten soaked, so it was no surprise Song

Shuhang had too.

Only the eyeball butler remained unaffected.

As Song Shuhang made his appearance, the butler had already procured a large steel umbrella, opening it in silence. It protected against both rain and hail. Its only drawback? Its weight.

Outside the door, the fat ball bosss smurf ascended to the Wealth Thrones pinnacle, just outside the door.

Even though the fat ball lacked simulated eyes, the three-eyed young senior felt the fat balls gaze connecting with his.

As someone sensitive to gazes, he trusted his instincts.

The two leaders locked eyes through the door while maintaining a heavy silence.

After a few moments, Senior Three-Eyed cast three glances at Song Shuhang.

Despite the rain smearing his face, Song Shuhang met his gaze with composed defiance, albeit slightly diminished by his drenched appearance.

I underestimated you, Little Tyrannical Song, the three-eyed youth whispered using a secret sound transmission technique, ensuring the fat ball remained oblivious to their exchange.

Wiping away the rain, Song Shuhang responded in kind, Thank you for the compliment, Senior. But to gather this bet, Ive put in considerable effort. The three-eyed youth frowned internally. When did I praise you?

Bet, my a.s.s! Im well-informed, even here. The fat ball is the Ruler of the Netherworld, corresponding to the current Wielder of the Will. Thats quite the bet.

Unsurprisingly, Senior Three-Eyed identified the fat ball as the Netherworld

ruler. Realizing the senior viewed him as a trickster, Song Shuhang could deduce the rest.

He then opened the door and transmitted, Listen, Senior Three-Eyed. My bet is the alternate account of the Netherworld ruler, Fatty Ball. Possessing it will give you the opportunity to study avatars wandering in the main world Plus, this avatar has a potent dragon-shaped commander seal. Its a relic from before the Third Heavenly Dao affirmed the Dao and holds immense value.

Its a fair bet, Senior Three-Eyed remarked as his fingers sunk into the recliners armrest.

The storm intensified and reflected Senior Three-Eyeds souring mood. His changing emotions were transparent, even more so than Song Shuhangs face-reading technique.

I accept your wager, Senior Three-Eyed declared while focusing all three eyes on Song Shuhang. Then, through a voice transmission, he added, But since youre betting, ensure it enters this realm. If it doesnt cross the threshold, the bets off.

Song Shuhang glanced at the fat ball.

For a long moment, the fat ball bosss smurf bore into the three-eyed youth with a demonic intensity, momentarily forgetting even his sworn enemy, Song Shuhang.

After an extended pause, the fat ball finally remarked in a deep tone, Ruler of the Netherworld.

It had believed that the previous Netherworld rulers vanished with the Wielder of the Wills abdication. Only Bai Youyou remained and usurped the power meant for the ball. Yet, here stood another.

The discovery was both unsettling and thrilling.

Bai Youyou aside, other rulers had left the Netherworld to conceal themselves in the main world.

Song Shuhang and the three-eyed teenager shared a silent exchange.

Breaking the hushed atmosphere, Song Shuhang addressed the ball, Big Boss Fatty Ball.

Having silently joined Senior Three-Eyed, Song Shuhang now found himself within the seniors protective circle.

The fat ball turned its attention to Song Shuhang.

Gathering courage, Song Shuhang posed a question, Is the anniversary of my death still set for this day next year?

Ill spare you today, the fat ball boss responded coldly. If you can, hide here.

Permanently.

With that, the fat ball seemed poised to exit the Wealth Throne.

He didnt come in after all, Song Shuhang muttered.

Do you really think this ball ruler is irrational? If it were, why would it enter? Senior Three-Eyed posited while looking squarely at Song Shuhang. This former Netherworld ruler was protecting this small world.

The Netherworld Spheres ruler had only sent a clone here. Even without much thought, one could deduce it shouldnt venture into this small world. Itd be like a fish awaiting the cleaver.

I wish youd concealed your ident.i.ty, Song Shuhang mused while smacking his forehead. I was overly optimistic.

Its human nature to sometimes be too sure of themselves. Even when facing inevitabilities, theres always a sliver of hope.

Feeling cornered, Song Shuhang admitted, I had a plan I didnt want to use. Rising, he approached the wooden door.

It was time to showcase his true capabilities..