Daniel frowned deeply.
For some reason, the aura emanating from this God Realm powerhouse before him felt strangely familiar.
"The aura on you… it's exactly the same as the one from that message that day!"
"You guessed right. It was me."
Simon seemed lost in thought.
"Do you think what I did was right… or wrong?"
"I warned you, and as a result, you stormed into the God Realm, slaughtered countless Godkin, and trampled the Pantheon Summit Hall beneath your feet."
"Would you say I brought disaster upon myself?"
Daniel's gaze sharpened, and his voice sank.
"Only the weak obsess over right and wrong. You are not one of them."
"Then tell me this. What I did—was it foolish, or was it madness?"
Simon pressed him again.
"What do other people's opinions have to do with you? Just follow your own heart."
The corner of Daniel's mouth lifted, his smile proud and domineering.
