Rewarding The Efforts

"Bruh…" Drake uttered with a dumbfounded expression.

From the moment Pasha made a move, all this didn't even take ten seconds to end.

Wasn't his best friend too overpowered with this little spirit child that appeared out of nowhere, calling him master and whatnot before proceeding to turn Level Nine Immortal Emperors into ashes?

For a moment, he thought he could die here with shit hitting the fan, but it seems like he was only given a fright instead.

'This isn't good for health. In the future, I must swindle more immortal crystals out of this child labor exploiter for medical compensation…' Drake rubbed his chest as though comforting his pounding heart.