The First Signs Emerge: The Power of a High God

The survival or destruction of a Lower Plane planet meant nothing to him.

As long as he could sense that Lin Yi's aura had not vanished, that was enough. Thus, Ares allowed those ordinary people to leave. To keep Lin Yi in check, Lin Guodong and his wife were enough.

"You little bastard, how could you do something like this?"

"Your big brother treated you so well. Have you forgotten all that? Didn't you always say that you would do anything for your big brother, even sacrifice your own life? So why have you laid hands on your big brother's parents now?!"

The man doing the cursing was Feng Dagang, while the one being berated was naturally Little Fatty Feng Sanyou.

Cursing alone was not enough to vent Feng Dagang's anger. His palm did not stop either, slapping his son across the face again and again—the son who had been his pride only minutes ago.

Little Fatty Feng Sanyou's strength had long since become incomparable to before. Besides, Feng Dagang was merely a Class User of a life profession. How could a few slaps possibly hurt his son?

Feng Sanyou simply stood there and took the beating under Ares and Cheng Xiao's watchful eyes.

"The emotions between you humans truly are complicated. Clearly, you made the wiser choice, boy. You made your future brighter, gave yourself the ability to stand tall, and ensured you would have more say in the future. Heh."

"Who would have thought that your parents would actually stop you from becoming better? This god truly cannot understand it."

Cheng Xiao watched Feng Sanyou get beaten from the side, his feelings a tangled mess.

A person who carried burdens and pressed onward.

The thought had only just surfaced when Cheng Xiao forcibly suppressed it.

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