"Hurry up and choose."
"Will you abandon all these people, obtain my supreme power, defeat your brother, and seize the throne?"
As he spoke, the Evil-Eyed Saint King dispersed the image of Dai Mubai's brother, Dai Weisi.
"Or will you relinquish your power to protect these humans you cherish?"
Dai Mubai faced the Evil-Eyed Saint King, his expression stern.
A sinister smile hung on the Evil-Eyed Saint King's face, his voice slicing through the air like an icy blade. "Can't decide? Then let me give you a hand."
Suddenly, [Tang San] and the others moved, landing on the ground and looking at Dai Mubai as though he were their enemy.
"Mubai, you know what? Calling you Boss Dai actually pisses me off."
[Tang San] stepped forward first and spoke with a beaming smile.
"I'm no weaker than you. What makes a coward like you fit to be my boss?"
"Isn't it thanks to me that you're so strong now?"
"Now we're asking you to give up your power to save us, and you're fucking hemming and hawing?!"
The four people beside Tang San nodded in agreement.
"This sickly cat is pathetic. We must have had eight lifetimes of rotten luck to make someone like him our boss."
Dai Mubai stood there as those familiar faces turned into strangers, their mouths spewing filthy insults at him.
His expression shifted uncertainly, and he clenched his fists. "Do you... really think that?"
Even knowing this was only an illusion, Dai Mubai's heart still wavered.
He could not help searching his heart. Am I really fit to be their boss?
I only took that position because I'm older and have the highest cultivation.
Now he was actually hesitating. Shouldn't I just give up my power and save my companions?
Watching Dai Mubai wrestle with