"They said I brought a thankless wolf into my home. That made me wonder—if this had happened to you, how would you have dealt with it? Right? You'd probably be even more anxious than I was. So why regret it now? The reason I came here today was to send you to the Western Paradise and let you experience it for yourself."
"What it feels like to leave this beautiful world. Otherwise, you'll always think we're easy to bully, that we won't do anything after you make mistakes. How could that be? If you make a mistake, you must be punished. That is an eternal truth."
Hearing Saint Lord Taichu's words, Zhang Dawei knew he did not have much time left. Whatever he wanted to eat, he should eat; whatever he wanted to drink, he should drink. Before long, he might leave this beautiful mortal world forever, never able to return.
So he stuffed mouthful after mouthful of beef into his mouth, hoping to at least have a full meal. But could things really be that simple?
Saint Lord Taichu raised a broadsword and chopped down onto the beef, stopping him from moving. Smiling, Saint Lord Taichu said, "You little bastard, after causing trouble, you're trying to pull this stunt in front of me."
"To put it bluntly, in my eyes, you're no different from a dog. You're here before me now, so get on your knees and honestly admit every mistake you've made during this time. Let me see what sort of god you think you are."
As soon as those words were spoken, Zhang Dawei immediately became helpless.
Who would be willing to face all the mistakes they had made? It was no different from furiously rubbing salt into their own wounds.
Zhang Dawei shook his head helplessly.