Douluo Star was not a safe place. Huo Yuhao had one greatest enemy: God King Tang San.
He realized that he and Tang San seemed bound by fate. No matter which world they were in, they were mortal enemies.
Perhaps that was simply their destiny.
Perhaps the destiny imposed by the system had entangled him and Tang San in this way.
Their struggle was destined to end in death. Only one could survive to write the victor's epic.
The loser could only live in the mire, savoring the darkness defeat brought.
Huo Yuhao firmly believed he would succeed, just as he had in the mission worlds, where he had put Tang San to the blade and completed his mission every time.
Tang San!
Just you wait.
Before long, I'll storm the Divine Realm and take your damned head.
Pulling his thoughts back, Huo Yuhao had already reached the White Tiger Duchess's side. He slowly walked around in front of her and planted a foot on her head.
"I can tell. You seem to regret it."
After speaking, Huo Yuhao paused briefly, then looked at her and continued with an utterly serious expression. "Do you know something? My mother never wanted to fight for anything."
"She wanted to leave. She wanted to take me away from this hell and live like an ordinary person."
"She never wanted to accept your bullshit charity. We had hands and feet of our own. I'm not an animal like you. If you hadn't imprisoned us in the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, how could my mother have died?"
"So put away that hypocritical arrogance and that so-called mercy. You're nothing but an utter beast who wanted to satisfy her own selfish desires. Every last bit of this is the retribution you deserve."
"So don't tell me