Who Doesn't Have a Little Light?

Everyone had assumed Lin Shen was going to enter the Fighting Arena, but instead, he merely walked to its edge and looked at Wan Xinlong, who was leaning against the wall inside, gasping for breath.

"Your surname is Wan?" Lin Shen asked as he looked at Wan Xinlong.

Wan Xinlong's body trembled. He raised his head to look at Lin Shen, his eyes filled with terror. "Who are you?"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Lin Shen's lips. He had confirmed that this man truly was from the Wan Lineage, and he finally understood why Wan Xinlong had appeared here.

"The Wan Lineage must be having a hard time these days, right?" Lin Shen continued in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"You... who exactly are you..." Wan Xinlong's body shook.

"Who am I?" Lin Shen said flatly. "I'm a human, a human like you. I once took pride in being human, but now, you make me feel as though being human is some kind of disgrace. Is this what you wanted?"

Wan Xinlong fell silent. His heart was wracked with struggle and pain. He did not want this either, but he had no choice.

The Wan Lineage needed someone to step forward. Otherwise, it would vanish without a sound.

The universe was too vast, while the Wan Lineage was too small—so small that another person's passing evil thought could cast it into an abyss of eternal damnation.

"Do you really want this? Are you really planning to admit defeat like this?" Lin Shen looked at Wan Xinlong and said calmly, "Someone like you can't protect the Wan Lineage. You'll only make it fall into the abyss faster. No one respects the weak, and no one helps a lineage that willingly wallows in degradation. You're