Every word Chen Jie said pierced right to the heart; he didn't leave a single line of mercy.
Listening to this, the Little Ming King was overwhelmed with shame. Had he really wronged Chen Jiusi?
Was he just being too sensitive?
The Little Ming King started to regain a bit of reason, and Chen Jie's harsh scolding also fell into the ears of the Cult Members around them. For a moment they all felt that Chen Jiusi's words were painfully on point—this Little Ming King really was too immature. They were willing to die for him, but he couldn't just squander their lives like this!
The Little Ming King clenched his fists. Chen Jie looked at him and said, "What, you still don't think you were wrong?"
"Cowardly and suspicious, no sense of right and wrong, oversensitive and full of inferiority—those traits would be pathetic enough in an ordinary person. On you, they're not only pathetic, they're hateful."
