"Even if my brothers hadn't stopped your proposal that day, I still wouldn't have agreed."
"Why…"
Little Taotie shook her head. "From the very beginning, the War God was wrong."
Hua Jinyan was startled.
"The way you are now—cringing, hiding your face—how are you any different from the War God?"
"I just want to protect…"
"You hide your face because you're afraid people will go after those around you. Why can't you show your face openly, make those people fear you instead—so scared that the mere thought of you makes their legs go weak, so they don't dare touch your family, don't dare offend you?"
"I can't take that risk."
"You underestimate your family." Little Taotie stood up to face him. "Just like back then, you underestimated me."
Hua Jinyan let out a bitter smile. "I'm not the War God, and I'm not Hua Zhan. I'm just me."
