"Hey, old man, why did the blood pupil appear in the 21st century... Shouldn't it be in the dark night?" The magnetic voice was filled with a little helplessness and doubt. "How do I know? I drank too much with the Demon King last time, ahem... I probably made a mistake accidentally..." The old man's voice was a little hoarse, and he said with embarrassment. "Oh my god, you are causing trouble for me!" The young man went crazy with anger. "The Demon King has finally given me leave these days, please help me. How about I give you the silver radish I have collected for a thousand years?" He said with flattery. "Add another one that's ten thousand years old, otherwise forget it, I'll still have the one that's one thousand years old. What's the trouble this time..." Bargaining. "Okay..." Gritted his teeth, "Then I'll dodge first..."