Gao Yang's mind was in turmoil as he stared blankly at Yarebin, unable to think of what to say amidst the chaos in his head.
Yarebin released the hand pressing down on Gao Yang, sat back on the sofa, and smiled, "Honestly, sometimes you're not ruthless enough, but I know the Black Demon people follow you, and you don't have to worry about being betrayed or abandoned after they're used up. Being under a boss like you is good for them. We've grown accustomed to being tools, and when we gain freedom, we don't know what to do. Ultimately, we feel comfortable being tools again. Haha, it's ridiculous."
After a self-deprecating smile, Yarebin looked sadly at Gao Yang and said, "Promise me, give them a good ending as much as possible. I owe them, and you can do it for me, can you?"
Gao Yang said solemnly, "What counts as a good ending?"
Yarebin replied very seriously, "What they want."
