It was the curse that belonged to the past, the one it hurled at Lu Xingze and which Lu Xingze overheard, causing his ears to form calluses from hearing it so often.
"[And that Sword Cultivator and Song of the Sword, I can't even be bothered to talk about them anymore]"
"[The most outrageous is Demon Lord's Righteous Light]"
"[Do you know what this story is even about?]"
"[Demon Lord uniting the Immortal Spirit Realm?]" Lu Xingyan ventured tentatively.
"[Uniting what, he didn't write squat]"
"[I followed the Demon Lord from his youth to his rise as the Demon Lord, witnessing his growing power and his chance for revenge]"
"[Do you know what readers are most afraid of?]"
"[The greatest fear is reading up to 99%, and the author has yet to resolve half of the foreshadowing, and the story is about to end]"
"[Even worse is reading to 50%, and the author has already resolved all of the foreshadowing, yet there's still a long way to go before the end]"