The Divine Undertaker
"Shit, just thinking that a trillionaire's kid like me is living in a cave with you lot…"
Bigby kept groaning and quickly stopped himself as Oxley and Fafnir were shooting him strange looks. "Hehe… I mean, if we didn't upset anyone in Corvina, we'd be having ladies in our arms as we slept in comfy beds. Just imagine their fair skin, silky smooth, as you brush your fingers all over them… It's one of the joys of life, y'know. Why bother cultivating so hard every day?"
Oxley was interested right then, grinning. "Are you serious now, Bigby? Wouldn't you blow your load even before you get enough? And why don't you tell us what ladies you've been with?"