For over one hundred and fifty years, you've been too scared to seek revenge, crazily cultivating, hiding in the shadows like a rat.
In reality, you're just afraid of death.
You indulge in insane cultivation, nearly self-torturing, seeming to give your everything, seeming to endure all hardships.
In truth, you're just unable to let go of yourself because deep down, you know that not avenging your enemies is due to your cowardice and fear of death. You loathe yourself, so you punish yourself, finding an excuse, using crazy cultivation to escape the inner interrogation of your soul!
Until your enemies have grown old and died, vanished from this world.
Only then do you dare to pop your head out like a sewer rat!
Because, you're afraid!"
The old ghost of the Li Family gradually became confused: "I... I'm afraid?"
But soon after, his face turned furious: "Nonsense! I'm a cultivator! How can I be afraid of mere mortals!!"
"You're afraid!"
