In the eyes of the Peacock Great Ming King, some people are born to be slaves.
These people have no backbone; they're spineless.
Do they deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as him, the Peacock Great Ming King?
He wouldn't even deign to become a disciple of Wa Huang's Palace, let alone a slave.
If the roles were reversed and he were treated as a slave.
Without question, he would rather die than shed blood for them.
The Peacock Great Ming King's sharp words left Xi Huang speechless.
Xi Huang understood that everyone has their own temperament and character.
The Peacock Great Ming King is stubborn and won't yield under pressure.
"Demon Lord, Buddha is too rude and tyrannical. Wa Huang would never act like that; Wa Huang is gentle, and even if she establishes a sect and collects faith in the future, it would be one that encourages goodness."
"If the Demon Lord and Buddha were to establish a sect in your world, it would be a cult—a wicked sect." Xi Huang said slowly.
