After the shock, the Iron Skull Archmagos stood up with his legs clamped together, staring shakily at Li Qinwu. His red Electronic Eye was still filled with rage.
Seeing how stubborn he was, Li Qinwu shocked him again. The Iron Furnace Archmagos fell, stood back up, and continued glaring furiously at Li Qinwu.
Li Qinwu shocked him again, then again, and again. After seven or eight consecutive shocks, the Iron Furnace Archmagos still looked ready to die rather than submit.
Li Qinwu clicked his tongue, realizing brute force would not work.
After thinking it over, he walked up, put an arm around the Iron Furnace Archmagos's shoulders, and began speaking to him sincerely.
"Little Iron, you're a pure person. A person of faith, one who has risen above vulgar interests.
Sure, your love for Titans is a little twisted, but I understand. I understand!"
The Iron Furnace Archmagos wanted to elbow Li Qinwu away, but his tiny mechanical body simply could not move Li Qinwu's diamond-hard physique. He could only let Li Qinwu keep an arm around his shoulders.
Li Qinwu continued:
"But think about it properly. Who knew whether that Titan was built thousands or tens of thousands of years ago? Countless pilots had boarded it already. It was practically nth-hand merchandise.
You didn't hate all those people who rode it, so why did you only hate me?
I was merely one of the countless people who had ridden her. That wasn't logical, was it? You had no reason to hate me that much, did you?"
Busi, who had been listening nearby, gave Li Qinwu a thumbs-up.
"Wow, even I couldn't come up with a line like that when picking a fight!"
Li Qinwu glared at him and told him to get lost, then continued with an arm around