In the midst of their conversation.
Mr. Lost Heart noticed Levi's gaze occasionally drifting onto his pet.
"Are you interested in this sub-dragon?"
"Yes."
"Then I'll just give it to you as well."
"Thank you."
The Black Prison Beast was a thousand times unwilling, yet it was still shoved into Levi's hands by Mr. Lost Heart.
No matter how it hid, it still ended up falling into this man's grasp.
The heavens are out to get it!
...
The Nether River descended from the sky, the sailboat touching down.
In the Netherworld Market, Levi entered striding like a dragon, step heavy as a tiger.
"Congratulations on stepping into the Ninth Level Realm."
The brawny man in Black Armor, Di Gao, grinned and said.
Levi's eyes flickered, feeling the aura from the other, and likewise offered his congratulations.
"And congratulations to you for reaching Ninth Level, advancing to King of the Underworld."
