Shi Hao thought it over and decided Uncle Meng had a point.
Right. I'm just a little cultivator in the Inscription Realm. Worrying about all this won't do any good.
"Pi Hou, Snot Baby, here I come!"
Shi Hao shouted and rushed toward his friends to celebrate his victory with them.
"How carefree." Meng Chuan shook his head. "If only I were their age. Alas, I've already borne too much."
"The little bird of my youth flew away, never to return."
"Willow God, what do you think?"
"I'm watching while standing." Willow God answered coldly.
"I meant, what do you think about the Eight Domains Calamity?" Meng Chuan was speechless. Could Willow God be serious for once, like him?
This time, Willow God gave it a moment's thought before saying:
"I'll stand and watch you deal with the Eight Domains Calamity."
"..."
Meng Chuan froze, then argued his case.
"Willow God, that's hardly fair. You want a cultivator in the Divine Flame Realm to face the Eight Domains Calamity alone?"
"I've done you no wrong. Why are you trying to get me killed?"
"How about this, Willow God? We each take a step back. I won't hold it against you for trying to get me killed, and when the time comes, you'll step in and send those people packing."
"What do you say?"
Meng Chuan had finally revealed his true aim.
He wanted Willow God to take action in the future.
Willow God fell silent. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined that "each taking a step back" could work like that.
The moment Meng Chuan had asked what she thought of the Eight Domains Calamity, she had sensed something was off. She had known the scoundrel had nothing good to say.
So she had said he should deal