"And what's more, you've given me such a long time of bizarre fantasies and inconceivable events that sometimes I really feel like I'm akin to a god," Liu Mou said as he touched his forehead with his hand, very unwillingly. "Honestly, I quite like it. I feel like I've lived through experiences others haven't managed to achieve, so, Little Yao, after you heal me, just let me fend for myself."
Liu Mou didn't truly wish for this. He wasn't foolish and knew that damaged meridians were more serious than any other injury. It could even lead to the complete loss of his True Qi. Furthermore, that was still a light outcome. When his whole nervous system became disorderly, becoming mentally ill was also a possibility.
So, Liu Mou's actions were somewhat noble. Knowing that he had become a cripple, he didn't want to burden Little Yao any longer. He let Little Yao leave alone, taking on the pain himself. Liu Mou's spirit of selfless devotion was something many could not achieve.
