"They actually called me a born god of misfortune, Wang Cai, you gotta back me up here. If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't beat him just now, I would've slapped him right then and there."
Mu Can looked indignant; evidently, being called a born god of misfortune still rankled him.
"I feel like he's kind of right. Those who have opposed you have almost all ended up in terrible straits."
Mu Can was hoping to get Wang Cai's agreement, but to his surprise, Wang Cai actually nodded, endorsing the skeleton's words.
"Am I really a born god of misfortune?" Mu Can couldn't help but start to doubt his own identity.
"Pretty much. Do you remember those residual shadows that you absorbed Qi Fortune from during your tribulation? How unlucky they must have been to encounter you."
Wang Cai spoke up, implying that Mu Can's luck had always been built on the misfortunes of others.
"Alright then." Mu Can thought for a moment and realized that it indeed seemed to be the case.
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