"You must atone... for your repeated offenses... and your sacrificial garbage."
Amidst the storm of light flames, Tang Qi listened to the Melter begin to enumerate his crimes, his face showing a look of helplessness.
Then, his expression changed, abruptly interrupting as if suddenly realizing something, feigned shock as he said, "My Lord, is such a sacrifice stronger than you?"
As the words fell, Tang Qi resolutely awaited a fiercer storm to sweep over.
Sure enough, the already scorching light flames nearly swallowed him up in the next moment, a new roar coming from within.
"Foolish thing... You have no brains..."
"These damned things... are very unappetizing... they're like cold, sticky feces... They cannot be used as sacrifices."
Almost immediately, upon hearing the answer, Tang Qi's eyes lit up.
