"You know? You don't work hard enough, you are not the destined goddess, you can't compete with Hua Qiangu, you have no strength." A distant voice seemed to be close to my ears.
"Do you want power? You are naive and indulgent, but you are willing to take revenge? I will be your guardian and protect you."
Ni Mantian was noncommittal and smiled through tears. With some sarcasm, some desire, some ridicule but some hope.
"What can I give you, or what do I have, I'm dead."
"Nothing, I don't know anything about you."