At the sight of this, the audience from Dragon Country couldn't help but lament Sam's tragic fate.
[This poor kid has the worst luck, doesn't he?]
[This guy has no manners at all. He's completely self-centered. How on earth did the Marquis raise him?]
[Still, that jerky made from one of the Evil Star's demonic beasts... I really want to try some.]
[Gu Yuan always manages to give me a new scare.]
[What was that drink they had at the end? It looked like it was made from petals. Don't tell me the orphanage is full of Flowers of Evil and Flowers of Love?]
[Some people's partners are only at the level of a Crimson-robed Ghost, and this guy is already eating an Evil Star for a snack?]
...
"Bastard! That damn fatty!"
Sam's eyes were bloodshot as he cursed nonstop.
He'd nearly scrubbed the skin off his own body!
But even after showering for nearly an hour, he could have sworn he still smelled that fart.
That fart!
It had become a source of deep-seated trauma.
