"Mo, do you think I was wrong?" Zhao Tian stared intently at Mo Lin.
At this moment, Mo Lin suddenly felt moved.
He seemed to have done similar things.
Seemed to have experienced this before.
So, at this moment, Mo Lin could somewhat relate to Zhao Tian's feelings.
Just as, back then, Mo Lin was hunted down by everyone in Xu Yue City because of the Netherworld's Nether Fire.
Mo Lin retaliated and killed the Thirty-Two Celestial Spirits, killed the White Tiger.
Not just similar things, but exactly the same.
Zhao Tian had paid too much to obtain Venerable Kasyapa's Golden Body.
Someone came to seize his Golden Body, he had to retaliate and kill them.
Just like, back then, Mo Lin went through hardships to obtain the Netherworld's Nether Fire.
Whoever tries to seize Mo Lin's Netherworld's Nether Fire, Mo Lin would kill them.
No matter who it was.
"No, you did nothing wrong," Mo Lin slowly said to Zhao Tian.
Upon hearing Mo Lin's words, Zhao Tian's heart was suddenly warmed.
