"No!" Li Huowang's response to Bai Lingmiao's request was resolute and decisive.
Seeing the look of grievance on Bai Lingmiao's face, Li Huowang, who had softened his tone, explained, "There's no such thing as Divine Skills, only extreme ordeals. Believe me, compared to that kind of experience, losing a hand is nothing."
To attract the attention of Bahu, one must suffer both mental and physical torment.
Li Huowang had been through it twice and he knew well what it took to reach that state.
He did not want such a desperate experience to befall his companions.
Otherwise, he was really afraid that Chun Xiaoman would lose her mind.
"Oh. I just feel sorry for Sister Xiaoman, being so young and having lost a hand already..."
"Don't worry, we'll find a way in the future. In this irrational world, there's always a way to reattach her hand."
Li Huowang didn't know if he was comforting himself or comforting Bai Lingmiao as he spoke.
