Not long after saying this, Saint Lord Taichu immediately pulled a knife from his pocket and held it to Long Ying Tian's neck. Smiling, Saint Lord Taichu said, "Are you going to end your own life, or wait for me to kill you?"
"After all, I've already given you a choice. If you don't cherish it, then don't blame Laozi. My patience with people is limited."
"No way, are you really going to kill me? I thought it was just an ordinary joke. I never expected you to genuinely want me dead. Is that really necessary, brother?"
"I'm just an ordinary person, I'm telling you!"
"What the hell are you talking about? I don't care about any of it. Get the hell out of my sight right now, hear me?"
After Saint Lord Taichu gave the order, Long Ying Tian should have been terrified. Yet unexpectedly, he instead felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness.
Long Ying Tian helplessly shook his head and said to Saint Lord Taichu, "I thought you people would at least take me seriously and treat me like a friend."
"But I never imagined that after giving you my sincere heart, this would be the reward I received. It truly breaks my heart. Why would you do this? I've been genuinely good to all of you!"
Not long after Saint Lord Taichu said this, Long Ying Tian immediately burst into laughter.
He had never imagined that he would end up like this. Something like this had actually happened many times already.
And once it happened, it became exceedingly difficult to deal with. Long Ying Tian said to Saint Lord Taichu, "What do you want me to do before you can truly accept me?"
"I've already given you everything I have, and I even promised that from now