Xu Zhi suddenly felt that such a life was very relaxed.
There was no need to pretend anymore. In the past, he would sit on the chair in front of the courtyard all day long, gnawing on an Apple, thinking about how to cover up the lie about Mercury, the god of wisdom, and how to build the extremely difficult map of all gods ...
It was as if a huge rock that had been pressing down on his heart for a long time had been lifted. His entire person relaxed a lot. It was simply easy for him to act on his own.
However, was it that difficult to get a beating?
"Since they don't want to hit me ... Perhaps he had to find a way to get a more brutal beating ... Forget it, since I didn't succeed, I'll just follow my heart and let nature take its course."
Xu Zhi's gaze turned serious. It was still a little difficult to break through to become a seventh-tier great emperor of Daoism.
