"What, do you think I won't be able to become a god? Or are you worried I won't keep my promise to resurrect you and your mother?" Lin Yuan was surprised by how resolute Xiao Wu was.
Xiao Wu's eyes were red. "I saw you defeat that man called Xuan Jian. You could beat a monster like him, and even he was so wary of you. That means you're at least a genius on his level, perhaps one who far surpasses him."
"If someone like you can't become one of the legendary gods, then perhaps no one ever will."
"But even if you do become a god, I won't sacrifice myself to you. Give up on that."
Lin Yuan's interest stirred. "Why do you hate me so much? As far as I recall, there's no bad blood between us."
Xiao Wu shouted herself hoarse:
"How can you say that? You killed my sworn second brother Lin Tian and stole his Self-Created Soul Skills! I saw how you broke the chains on me. That was Lin Tian's signature technique."
"And that wasn't all. You were cruel enough to harm Lin Tian's fellow villagers, Lin Yuan and his family. They were such good people."
"Uncle Lin Kun was always ready to help others. Aunt Xue Yao treated everyone kindly. And Lin Yuan—he was such a good person, gentle with everyone. He should have had a happy family."
"But because you coveted Lin Tian's Self-Created Soul Skills, that whole wonderful family was destroyed."
"I can't forgive you. I'll never forgive you. Even if I die today, you won't get my Soul Ring. Give up on that."
"Uh..." Lin Yuan was dumbstruck. So that was it: this little rabbit thought he had killed Lin Tian and that whoever had murdered Lin Tian had also