Lu Li looked at the man in front of him, the man who had gone through so many great changes in life, then at the weak girl who lay on her bed. He eventually shook his head.
"Pelturas, thank you for your kindness, but allow me to decline this gift."
"Why?" Pelturas was astonished.
"I’m a Thief, so a bow has very little use for me. You, on the other hand, you can keep your little girl alive with this bow," Lu Li explained. "I sincerely hope that she grows up happily and I’m sure she will, since she has a father that loves her so dearly."
He didn’t make this decision without hesitation; Lu Li had attempted to persuade himself that this was just a game.
Unfortunately, the game was too realistic – he couldn’t make himself believe that what he saw before his eyes was only data. To him, this wasn’t just some data – this was a father and a daughter, a disabled father who had almost lost his little girl.
