"That's really quite something."
Liu Zheng gave a thumbs up.
"To be a sucker when alive, and still a sucker after death, that's just too pathetic."
The Black Skull said bitterly.
Obviously, it had an unsavory past that it couldn't bear to recall.
Sensing the mood, Liu Zheng didn't prod further.
"I know, brother, you don't lack money, and I, Nigga, don't have money either. But..."
The Black Skull glanced around and took out a phone.
"Take a look at this."
As he focused his gaze, the phone screen revealed a shallow sea covered with seaweed.
The shapes of these golden seaweeds varied, and at a glance, one could easily mistake them for different species. But as soon as you noticed the round sacs growing all over them, you'd realize they were all the same type.
These air-filled sacs provided buoyancy to the seaweeds, making them drift aimlessly on the sea surface, swaying like a group of fine horses flicking their tails out of boredom.
