"The reason Chen Shi stayed behind to exchange a few pleasantries with me was simply to see me make a fool of myself. But how could I let him have his way?"
The Grand Sacrificer grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, suppressing the piercing pain with sheer will, and his face twisted with agony, thinking, "I must hold on until he leaves!"
After Chen Shi left the Divine Capital, he suddenly stumbled, his legs going weak, and hurriedly steadied himself, feeling the muscles in his legs still sore and trembling.
Just now, he deliberately provoked the Grand Sacrificer, taking a huge risk. The Grand Sacrificer's strength was unfathomable, far beyond what he could match, and his aura was so strong it nearly suffocated him.
And the shadows of his childhood constantly loomed over him, making him occasionally recall the gripping pain in his heart.
But the oppression from the Grand Sacrificer came even more so during the eight years after his death.
