Ma Ran's head-on remarks directly stunned Zi Ming.
A self-righteous toy?
A pathetic inferior product?
Not even qualified to be a stand-in?
Zi Ming's gaze froze.
Is this guy implying something?
I am indeed the "True Demon"!
From the moment he was born, Zi Ming knew who he was and what mission he carried—born in the Main Universe, yet burdened with the responsibility of destroying the Main Universe.
Listening to what Ma Ran said...
How come he's saying I'm not fit to be the True Demon?
Zi Ming felt Ma Ran was bluffing him, somewhat amused, yet for some reason, couldn't laugh, his forced smile only making him look awkward and stiff.
After randomly spraying Zi Ming with a couple of trash remarks, Ma Ran turned his gaze, focusing his eyes on Yue Sheng, targeting the severely wounded, seemingly completely combat-powerless Yue Sheng.
Standing on the side and being completely ignored, Zi Ming began to doubt his own existence.
