Perhaps it was Jiang Hui's influence.
From previously being an extremely hardworking student who studied diligently every day, the Willow God gradually became somewhat of a layabout.
Were it not for old habits that occasionally constrained him, the Willow God might have completely given himself over to idle leisure.
But if anyone enjoyed the most comfort during this period, it was the black-haired man.
In the past, he was constantly worried about when the Supreme Giant would descend to the Lower Realm to punish him. However, no such thing had happened despite his constant anticipation. Even the faintest hint of the terrifying scenarios he had imagined had not materialized.
Despite his disbelief, the black-haired man gradually noticed something amiss.