The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

8. Leader

"Couldn't it be less?" The boy asked tentatively.

Hearing that, the king raised his head. His god-like handsome face was glowing now, looking extremely seductive. The brilliance of the gem on his forehead even eclipsed the beauty of the flowers. He stared at the boy for a while and said,

"You need to learn from the basic level of the Space Art. Also, your cultivation base is not profound enough. So you have to improve yourself during your study."

The boy, in a deep depression, failed to see the light in the king's eyes.

The boy's delicate face was reflected in the eyes of King of the Netherworld. Then, the latter restored his calmness.

Actually, the king hadn't told the whole truth.

Although the boy's cultivation base was not profound, he had already absorbed all the power from the huge flower. Therefore, at present, his body was like a huge energy storeroom. As long as the boy could concentrate on the cultivation, it would take him a very short time to turn the energy inside of him into spiritual power and become an Immortal in the True God Realm. By then, it would be very easy for him to learn Space Art.

However, King of the Netherworld had no intention to tell the boy that.

"That's too troublesome, I don't want to learn it anymore!" The boy said that with his face bulging.

The boy's eyes which were filled with shrewdness fixed on the face of King of Netherworld... The silver gem...

"The weak serve as prey to the strong. If you don't become stronger, you would only be treading underfoot by others!" King of the Netherworld said that slowly in a flat tone.

It was the boy's decision what kind of person he wanted to be. The king didn't want to force him.

In fact, it was not the first time the boy had heard of that saying.

When he had been five years old, the old beggar on the road had told him,

"The weak serve as a prey to the strong in Heaven Phoenix Dynasty. Only the strong ones could survive. The weak ones will only be enslaved. And the beggars like us are even more useless than the weak ones! We are meant to be abandoned by the world!"

However, the boy didn't think so.

He didn't need to be strong, nor did he need to stay at the top or tread others underfoot...

Because he chose an easier way to live. That was why he had another identity– A thief Master! Well, a thief.

But the boy knew what they had told him wasn't completely wrong.

It was like, besides men and women, there was also another kind of people, the lady-boy!

Therefore, the boy didn't want to be either a strong person or a weak person. He wanted something in between.

As a matter of fact, the boy was very clever. That was why those people had failed to catch him until he died.

Seeing the man is quite serious when talking to him, the boy raised his head and said with a smile, "You are awesome. Can I be your sidekick?"

The silver gem shined bright light onto the boy's face, echoing with the boy's smile as if it was alive. For the moment, everything fell into silence.

"All right, all right. I'll take that as a yes since you didn't say no!" The boy hadn't got any answer from the king after a while, then he just made the decision for the man.

"You'll be my leader afterward. Don't forget to cover for me! If I am bullied by anyone, you, as my leader, have to stand out for me. It won't look good for you if your sidekick is mistreated, right? My future is depending on you!"

The boy patted the magnificent white robe of King of the Netherworld while uttering those sincere words and earnest wishes, feeling the cloth truly soft, which made him even want to attach his face onto that robe.

Nice. Since his leader was so rich, he, as a sidekick, would definitely live a prospering life!

Thinking of his bright future, the boy only wanted to titter right now!