After conquering Confucianism's formidable opponent, Daozi felt delighted.
To return enmity directly and repay kindness with virtue, how delightful it made one feel—indeed, happiness was built upon the suffering of one's enemies.
The pain and frustration of fat ball greatly whet Daozi's appetite.
"Tyrant Kindness, continue chatting with this ball, and I'll see you later," the will of Daozi waved his hand cheerfully and left the Netherworld Realm, ending his inspection.
The sealed fat ball took a deep sigh, seemingly drained of all strength, the complexity of its feelings indescribable even over several hours.
This was one of the most humiliating days of its life…
Tyrant Kindness sat down cross-legged by the seal again and asked, "Fat ball, shall we continue our chat?"
"Leave me alone," fat ball said weakly.
"I understand you, feeling down and not wanting to talk is normal at this time," Tyrant Kindness slightly smiled and said, "But I just want to chat with the current you."
