I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

"Looks like you've been doing well lately."

"You've all gained quite a bit of weight."

Foygo said this with a slightly teasing tone and a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Where."

"Are you kidding me?"

Tam quickly smiled apologetically, his large, green, fat face becoming even more comical.

He couldn't afford to offend Foygo in the slightest right now.

The last person to offend this person is still serving time in prison at the bottom of the ocean.

In addition, now that he's a "tenant" on someone else's turf, he needs to keep a low profile.

After all, this "master" is much more generous than Nagakaporos.

Although Fóyegor's words were meant as a joke, they weren't entirely wrong.

Tahm Kench's life is definitely much better now than before.

In Bilgewater, Tahm Kench's actions are completely unrestricted.

A gambler filled with the stench of greed, he wanted to eat as many as he could.

It even benefits from the legend of the "two coats" in Bilgewater.

Tam can even earn a meager amount of Faith in Bilgewater.

This was something Tahm Kench would never have dared to even dream of before.

Now that this guy has come knocking on his door, Tam is naturally extremely eager to please him and dares not offend him in the slightest.

"Old friend, I've been thinking about you lately."

"I wanted to come and see you, and now that I see you're doing well, I'm relieved."

A profound look flashed in Foygo's eyes, and his tone seemed to carry a strange meaning.

Instead, Tam felt somewhat uncomfortable upon hearing this.

Tam's mind began to race, constantly pondering the deeper meaning behind Foygo's words.

He always felt that Foygo wouldn't easily contact him unless there was a reason.

If Fryegor hadn't shown no intention of making a move, Tam would probably have already run away.

After thinking it over and over, Tam still couldn't figure it out, so he cautiously asked.

“That… Buddha… King of Ruin.”

"Well... if you have something to say, please be more direct?"

Tam cautiously probed for an answer.

"Hahaha!!!"

"Old friend, since you've put it that way..."

"Well, there is something I need your help with."

Folyad suddenly laughed, then patted Tam on the shoulder and said in a friendly tone.

Upon hearing this, Tam's expression froze.

So that's where he was waiting.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Tam gave a forced smile.

He finally understood what Foygo meant by those words.

This is an implication that he is saying something.

Kid, you're living the good life, you've even gotten fatter, it's time to "pay your rent" (i.e., pay your rent).

"It's actually not a big deal."

A hint of a smile flashed in Foygo's eyes.

“Jagu Middarda, find this man.”

"I want you to...do this."

Foygo whispered something to Tam, and Tam gradually felt relieved.

This was indeed not difficult for him.

As long as it's not about going head-to-head with a demigod, Tahm Kench thinks this is perfectly acceptable.

Chapter 200, Raising Fish for a Thousand Days, Using Fish for a Single Moment (Chapter 200! Hooray!)

"No problem, I'll take care of it."

Seeing that it was indeed not a difficult task, the old demon patted his belly and assured him.

This is what is meant by "raising fish for a thousand days, using fish for a single moment".

Or is it "raising a frog the day before, using the frog for a moment"?

(Tahm, your whole family are toads! He's a noble catfish!!!)

Tamm gradually calmed down, while the old demon sighed inwardly.

"As long as we can get rid of this old man, this little thing is nothing."

Of course, on the surface, the fawning smile on Tam's green face did not disappear in the slightest.

Foygo smiled and patted Tam on the shoulder, his smile exceptionally kind.

If future generations were to see Fóyègo's smile, they would only think that he was smiling like a landlord exploiting his farmhands.

Foygo looked at Tam with a meaningful gaze.

You're still too young, lad.

It seems that even a thousand-year-old devil would find it difficult to see through the capitalists' tricks.

If there are experienced people who have been exploited and taken advantage of, they might rush to tell this old devil who is about to become a victim himself.

Run!!

pity.........

Some things are only different the first time versus countless times.

Tahm Kench, who has never been exploited, clearly doesn't understand the logic behind this.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing I wanted to ask you, '400'."

Suddenly, Foygo changed the subject, as if he had remembered something, and asked in a low voice with a frown.

"Please ask, please ask..."

"However, there are some things..."

Tam's fat, green face still wore a fawning smile as he spoke hesitantly, a glint of cunning in his eyes.

As long as Foygo has the condition of "demand", Tam has the possibility of raising the price on the spot.

This nearly ten-thousand-year-old demon certainly knew some secrets that ordinary people did not.

If you want to know these secrets, then you'll have to get to Tahm Kench's favorite part: the "trade" segment.

Seeing Tam's expression, Feuergo knew exactly what the old devil was thinking.

He silently cursed himself for being unable to change his ways, but still maintained a calm smile on his face.

"That........"

"what do you want?"

Foygo said with a smile, his expression still as kind as a rare philanthropist.

Seeing this, the old devil wanted to push his luck.

"Actually, I think..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tam's expression froze, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

I want to die! I want to die! I want to die! I want to die!

Danger signals kept flashing through Tam's mind. His instincts, honed over nearly ten thousand years of life, were telling him: Run!!!

Before him, Foygo slowly drew a purple demonic sword from the dark mist beside him.

The moment Tam saw the demonic sword, cold sweat covered his large green face.

This is absolutely terrifying!!! What the hell is this thing?!

Tam's instincts kept warning him that this purple demonic sword possessed the power to kill him.

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