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"Haven't you already met my master, so you should understand what status I hold now, right?"
"You..."
Handlebar Mustache was flabbergasted. He had never expected that a previously insignificant slave was now a divine envoy he had to look up to.
Is this life? Is this fate?
"Jealousy is pointless, loyalty allows you to achieve your desires."
"..."
Hailbo's words jolted Handlebar Mustache to attention, and he quickly nodded, "You're right, you're absolutely right."
If Hailbo could do it, then why not him?
There's no reason not!
"Let's set off."
"Eh?"
Handlebar Mustache looked around and didn't see anyone else, he said awkwardly, "How do we set off when not everyone has arrived yet?"
"There's no one else, just the three of us."
"Three?"
Handlebar Mustache wanted to ask where the 'three' came from, but then he saw Hailbo lifting his scepter and thrusting it downward.
"Thud!"
"Whoosh!"