The Scum Is Immortal

Ten Thousand Dimensions.

"Lord Sheng! Lord Sheng!" a loud voice called and woke the sleeping figure who had long white hair that spread on his back as he lay face down on the floor which had many scattered crumbs of food all around.

The sleeping figure's long eyelashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes. "Damn… so noisy!" he grumbled as he glared at the round, a floating figure which the lights flickered. "YIN! Didn't I already tell you to reprogram this system to a quiet one?!" he asked as he slowly got up from the floor.

A deep voice chuckled as a tall figure appeared behind him before his waist was wrapped with strong arms, gently pulling him up.