"You bastard, you bastard!" "This kind of bastard deserves to be in our home!" "He's a vixen! He must be a goblin too!" "Get out! Get out of our house!"
Several teenagers yelled, cursed, punched and kicked a child. The child didn't say a word. He bit his lips and clenched his fists, but kept his eyes on the ground.
The children didn't speak when they saw the child, and they lost interest. The child stood up and ran out the door.
He forgot that this villa was built in the mountains and forests, and there was a large lake not far away.
The moment he fell, he didn't have much fear. I have been discriminated against, bullied, and called "dirty" since I was a child. This time, I can clean myself up.
It wasn't until the cold lake water stung his skin that he came back to his senses. "No! I don't want to die yet!" He swam desperately to the shore.
After an unknown amount of time, he was finally rescued. He vaguely heard himself shouting in his heart: "You have to live, live well, and live better than them and those people!"
He didn't know that when he was falling asleep, someone was doing the same thing, repeating these words to himself over and over again.
Until that day, he looked at the people at his feet with a smile that shocked the world, and announced arrogantly: "From today on, I - Feng Feiyang - am the king of the spiritual world!"
