No way, this kid is really strong, but he doesn't look like a good person. Who knows if he's just a charming playboy?

Buka thought for a moment and decided to test him.

The future Prince Consort of my Dark Country must be someone of impeccable character!

"Ahem."

He raised his cup and walked up to Qin Shou, flashing a standard smile.

"Warrior Qin Shou, thank you for saving Sika and for annihilating all the Dark Demon Gods in one fell swoop. Therefore, I hereby announce that not only will I honor you as the First Warrior of my Dark Country, but I will also place statues of you in all cities of the Dark Country and proclaim you as the King of Darkness!"

"King of Darkness?"

Qin Shou took the opportunity to push aside the large bowl of food in front of him, while internally he couldn't help but start ranting.

King of Darkness, huh? To these people, it might sound ultra-cool, but for someone like me who had nine years of compulsory education, the name isn't nearly as badass as Dark Demon God.

Still, considering the aesthetic tastes of the people here, King of Darkness it is. Once I have a fancy title, doing things in the future will be much easier.

Qin Shou didn't stand up; he just smiled slightly, "Whatever King Buka decides, I have no objections."

"Good, tomorrow I will hold a grand ceremony to officially proclaim you as the King of Darkness for my Dark Country."

Buka nodded inwardly. The position of the King of Darkness placed him above countless subjects of the Dark Country. Despite receiving such a revered status, he remained calm and unassuming, without any greed for power—this reassured him.

What he didn't know was that Qin Shou was already tired of internally ranting about the title King of Darkness. Nor did he understand what it truly meant.

Greed for power?

Might as well just unleash a Synthetic Monster, conquer the Dark Country, and replace it; that would've been quicker.

Nearby, Sika, seeing Qin Shou agree to accept the title of King of Darkness, eagerly took out paper and pen.

"Qin Shou, should your statue be modeled after your likeness or that of a Giant?"

"Either's fine... Hmm, let's go with the Giant motif!"

Having not yet found the Light Energy Devouring Spine Gu, Qin Shou thought making a statue in his image could lead to trouble if he were recognized.

As for whether using a Giant Stone Statue would arouse suspicion, Qin Shou didn't care. In the battle in South America, only his Light Giant identity was exposed; his Dark Giant identity was still well-hidden.

Earth could no longer support the Devouring Spine Gu Clan anyway. With closed communication channels, there was no reason to worry about these matters.

Even if his identity were exposed, Qin Shou still had plenty of ways to find the Devouring Spine Gu hidden within the Land of Light.

...

Until midnight, when the banquet ended, Buka instructed the guards to send ten gorgeous maids to Qin Shou's room. The million gold coins that Sika had promised were also accounted for and sent to the palace where Qin Shou resided.

Sika stared at Qin Shou's departing figure and then turned to glare angrily at her father.

"Father, why did you send maids to Qin Shou?" she asked furiously.

Buka shushed her, saying, "Sika, when choosing a man, you must observe his character. If Qin Shou turns out to be someone who is fickle and unfaithful, your father could never entrust you to him. You must understand your father's intentions."

Sika huffed, "Fickle and unfaithful? Father, you have several concubines already. How can you have the nerve to call others fickle and unfaithful?"

Buka's face turned red with embarrassment. "You don't understand. Those are called concubines, not mistresses. Besides, they're all political marriages. I'm completely devoted to your mother, so stop talking nonsense."

"Hmph, I don't care. Anyway, those maids should leave immediately," Sika said angrily, crossing her arms and puffing out her cheeks.

"Alright, alright, I promise you. Don't be upset, Sika. I'll go and have them leave right away. Sika, come along with me!"

With a roll of his eyes, Buka took Sika along with him as they headed toward the palace where Qin Shou resided.

...

The opulent palace, outside the room.

Buka dismissed the guards, and he and Sika crouched near the wall, pressing their ears cautiously against the window.

At that moment, indescribable gasps and pleas for mercy came from the room.

"Ah... Master, we can't take it anymore. Please spare us!"

"Master, we're really exhausted..."

"Master, we really can't do this any longer. We beg you, let us go..."

"Sob sob... there's blood..."

The maids' crying and pleading made Sika's pretty face instantly turn pale, tears welling in her eyes.

Buka gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, "You little pervert. Not even ten are enough for you to torment? Luckily, I foresaw this. If I ever entrusted you with my precious daughter, how monstrous would you treat her?"

Definitely not a good person!

Still… Why do I feel this weird envy and jealousy deep down?

Sob sob... So strong, so enviable!

Buka's emotions were conflicted, but Sika couldn't hold back her tears anymore and rushed to push open the door.

"Qin Shou, what are you..."

Before she could voice all the turmoil inside, Sika froze on the spot.

The unimaginable scene before her stirred inexplicable emotions in her heart.

"Sika, don't..."

At this moment, Buka hurried to Sika's side to apologize to Qin Shou.

Although this kid might not be a good person, his strength is terrifyingly formidable. If it hadn't involved his dear daughter, Buka wouldn't have wanted to offend Qin Shou for this.

But as soon as Buka clearly saw the shockingly bizarre sight inside the room, his eyes bulged wide, and he staggered back completely stunned—the sheer disbelief frozen on his face.

This... Madness, utter madness!

Is there even justice left in this world?

That kid is no ordinary man—he actually... actually...

Inside the room, the gold coins Buka had sent were piled into miniature mountains. The maids, drenched in sweat and half-kneeling on these piles, were meticulously sorting the coins and wrapping them in gold foil paper with their slender hands.

Seeing them, clutching their backs and wiping their brows as they worked, while Qin Shou lounged on the bed leisurely munching on sunflower seeds, Buka's expression instantly darkened.

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