As he spoke, he became sorrowful again.
"Even if a deity saved me, how could I possibly be a deity myself? I'm just a monster, a monster who lost both legs. You won't like me anymore, Xiaolan, right?"
He looked at the flower demon pitifully and shook his head again.
"It's alright, since you wouldn't like me anyway, as long as you don't hate me, that's enough. Won't you look at my... my efforts to fight for you and not hate me, and let me stay by your side as your bodyguard?"
"I think I really have the capability to be your bodyguard now. If that old woman dares to throw anything at you, maybe with a swing of my arm, I could blow her and all her weapons away!"
"I do believe I have such strength."
The more he spoke, the more excited he got, waving his arms around and fiercely smashing one beside a big tree, causing it to explode and crash to the other side noisily.
The nearby grown men were terrified and quickly moved aside.
