Sigh, the Host acts so smug and never stops running his mouth. I can only make him a little stronger, or he'll get beaten so badly his own mother won't recognize him, and that would make me look bad.
Sigh, the Host tries so hard. Does life really have to be this exhausting? I'll have to slow down his cultivation and give him a hundred years or so of vacation. Otherwise, what's the point of this wonderful life?
Sigh, the Host is a coward. Can a protagonist really be this timid? What the hell... Fine, if you're scared, I'll find someone to protect you. Here you go: a box of merit treasures to give away, a pot of life-restoring spirit porridge to keep you alive, and a whole wardrobe of clothes with absolute defense. That should do it.
