"Young human, you're crossing the line!"
Shivalello—the god seated at the center—frowned and said, "This is the Supreme Temple. Nobody is allowed to shout or scream here. We're just trying to be safe; I don't think anyone is happy to hand out their lives to someone else. Would you do that? I don't think so!"
Su Ping's eyes were indifferent; he was no longer as friendly and modest as before. He replied with a cold tone, "First of all, I didn't shout, or scream; my voice wasn't any louder. You only found it offensive because you couldn't accept a human being questioning you!
"Secondly, were I you, I wouldn't easily give my life's control to someone else, either. But like I said, you have the other option!
"Lastly, you need to realize that you need my help on this matter, not the other way around. I'm here in the pursuit of true knowledge; if you're unwilling to offer it, so be it. I have alternatives!"
