Mortal: I Come from the The Great Primordial World

Chapter 860

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"You're tired, and I'm tired too. I'm exhausted to the point I can barely go on. Every last one of you comes to bother me—how could I not be tired? You people are always stirring up trouble, coming to pester me whether there's something wrong or not. How could I possibly not be tired? My back aches, my waist and knees are weak, and there isn't a single comfortable spot on my entire body. But you people insist on thinking I have bad intentions. You actually think I mean you harm, so what else is there for me to say? I won't say anything. There's no need for me to say anything. Isn't that the truth? There's really no need for me to say any of this. Would it even help if I did? It wouldn't do the slightest bit of good. You know what I want to do, don't you? You all understand as well. Sometimes, I truly don't know what to say about you. Every one of you is stupid beyond belief, yet you insist on thinking you're clever. It would be one thing if you only fooled yourselves, but you drag other people down too. Aren't you stupid beyond saving? I really think you are. If you had even the slightest bit of sense, I wouldn't have ended up like this, right? If you had even a shred of ability, I wouldn't have been forced into this situation, right? No, I'm not stupid. I really am not stupid. I've just been dragged down by the lot of you. None of you are any good. I was dragged down by you people. I truly don't want to be dragged down by you, but there's nothing I can do. If I'm not dragged down by you, I really don't

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