It was just that he was too weak right now and couldn't fully empathize.
"Let's hope so, sigh, becoming a Sun God is so difficult, how can one break through to become a Sun God.
What kind of Sun God is a true Sun God?" Qi Yuan sipped the slightly sweet juice, his face full of worry.
Lian Mei rolled her eyes at Qi Yuan, who had just been talking about breaking through to the fifth level of being a Sun God, and now he was fretting about how to become one, his moods erratic and crazy.
"Life's struggles, are like that ceaseless river—although one strives to reach the vast ocean..." Qi Yuan started to borrow and plagiarize again.
Given his sorrowful state, the original author probably wouldn't hold it against him, would they?
And if they did...when I'm sad, killing someone and muffling their mouth can't be too wrong, right?
"Life always has its difficulties, more for some, less for others, that's completely normal," Lian Mei said, perhaps to comfort Qi Yuan, or maybe not.
