Everyone has their own logical self-consistency, the more morally unprincipled the betrayer, the more adept they are at deceiving themselves. It will never admit that it is wrong, preferring to distort and modify past memories, because it is unwilling to experience even the pangs of conscience.
The vivid and real past, driven by curse power, continuously impacts its mind.
"Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva..."
"I already said, I am not a Bodhisattva, don't call me that."
"I don't care, you are the Bodhisattva in my eyes, I will call you Bodhisattva, squeak!"
The monkey quickly stabilized its mind, reaching out to grab Tan Wenbin on its body.
Pierced and pinned to the pillar by a stick, Run Sheng actively grabbed the front end of the stick, pulling himself off of it.
The high temperature continuously roasted his body, but he seemed to feel no pain, simply moving forward, then binding the monkey's waist with his feet, and holding the monkey's arms with his hands.
