If one had lost everything, then they had nothing else to lose.
If one had nothing to lose, then they would be fearless.
The Underworld Emperor looked at Jing Jiu quietly, his abyss-like black pupils wavering slightly, indicating a slight change in emotions.
Was it empathy or respect?
"You have said that you wanted to help me re-establish the inheritance of the Underworld," the Underworld Emperor said. "Let's forget about how hard it would be to achieve such a feat for the moment. Even if you had succeeded, the situation might have changed many years later, and the humans wouldn't be able to suppress my race anymore. Don't you worry that my successor might become a woe to the humans?"
Jing Jiu said, "The Underworld had never been nor should ever be a woe to humans, just as humans had never been the woes for the fairy world."
"Taiping told me the same thing back then," said the Underworld Emperor.
