Little Huo Yuhao: You're Not Me!

"It seemed there wasn't." The young Huo Yuhao in the heavenly curtain lowered his gaze despondently.

"That figured. With my Innate Level One Soul Power, how could I possibly succeed in taking revenge? But I'll never give up! Even if I die, I'll drag my enemies' flesh and blood down to hell with me!"

Hearing those words, Dai Yuhao felt as though a ten-thousand-ton hammer had been pressed against his heart, leaving him stifled and miserable.

Tang Wutong grabbed Dai Yuhao's hand and hurriedly said, "Yuhao, don't look at him. He's just an illusion the enemy created to confuse you!"

Dai Yuhao remained silent.

Did he not know whether it was an illusion? Every scene in the heavenly curtain was from his past. Even those thoughts of revenge had once been his own heartfelt words.

He raised his head to look at his younger self in the light screen and said hoarsely, "Failing to take revenge wasn't a matter of strength. I became very strong later, strong enough to take revenge. But those people were family in the end. And Father... he actually didn't know."

"Family? Didn't know?" His younger self in the heavenly curtain seemed enraged. He stared coldly at himself and demanded, "Did they ever treat you as family? They're enemies, not family! And Dai Hao—did he fulfill even the slightest responsibility as a father? All he left Mother and me was suffering! If one is born but not raised, a severed finger can repay the debt. In the future, I'll return him one finger. Then, debts of blood will be paid in blood, and grievances answered with grievances!"

"I—" Dai Yuhao was at a loss for words. After a long while, he finally said earnestly, "You were too extreme back then. You'll understand later."

"No, I'll never