After hearing Xu Changsheng's words, Ye Lin came to a sudden realization. In that instant, he understood everything.
Everything he had done had been nothing more than children playing house in the eyes of those Golden Immortals. Whatever he wanted, they gave him.
The entire Demon Domain was like a chessboard. He was a piece upon that board, while those Golden Immortals were the players. No matter how poor their skill, they were still the players.
And now, this chess piece of his had rapidly grown stronger, vaguely reaching a point where it could no longer be matched.
Thus, they did not mind feeding him a few pieces and giving him a push from behind while they were at it.
To them, that was easy.
But what about now? This chess piece had actually tried to jump off the board and discuss with those lofty players the killing of another player.
No matter how one looked at it, it was absurd.
They were all players, accustomed to standing high above. No matter how formidable a chess piece was, it was still only a chess piece.
In the end, he had never possessed the qualifications to speak with them as an equal.
As for the things Ye Lin had promised them, they saw them as complete bullshit.
What was there that they could not obtain if they wanted it?
So this was the root of it all.
At this moment, Ye Lin finally understood completely.
From beginning to end, he had merely been a chess piece in their eyes. Those lofty Golden Immortals had never taken him seriously at all.
To put it plainly, their identities and status were unequal. He simply had no right to speak with them on equal terms.
Let alone discuss cooperation. What right did a chess