Lin Li had never thought that everyone on Earth was selfless and kind. Instead of relying on others for everything, it was more important that one had considerable strength. Allies would forever be the most unreliable. When the profits were tempting enough, even brothers would turn against each other, let alone allies. Lin Li had always believed in the truth that the power in his own hands was the most reliable one.
It was not that Lin Li had a twisted mind and a jaded heart, but rather that the old saying about one having to be wary of others all the time had stuck with him ever since he came to Anril. Thunderbolt was the most powerful of the debris of the stars, and its value was absolutely tempting to most people. Not to mention, the value of an artifact that could seal Thunderbolt was definitely not inferior to that of Thunderbolt itself.
