"You're hesitating?" Pu Hang seemed to see through Lin Mo's thoughts. "Is it because you consider Zhao Wushi a friend?"
"I..." Lin Mo hesitated, "If I really did that, what would you do?"
"Don't worry, I won't cut off your head!" Puhang shrugged. "Because you're dining in my hall, you're protected by the rights of a guest. The rules governing guests were established by the host thousands of years ago and are sacred and inviolable!"
He gestured towards the tabletop covered in breadcrumbs and chicken bones. "So, now you're a guest, protected by me, and won't get hurt... at least, tonight."
"To be honest, Lin Mo, why did you associate with Zhao Wushi?"
According to his account, Puhang was also a host who traveled from Earth, a cunning being who was almost unpredictable.
Therefore, Lin Mo must be cautious about Pu Hang's words, only believing half of them while remaining skeptical of the other half.
In such an environment, even if the rights of guests exist, they are as fragile as thin ice. The slightest negligence will plunge them into the abyss, from which there is no redemption, and they may even be reduced to ashes!
In the ensuing conversation, Lin Mo knew that every word and every phrase had to be carefully considered. He reminded himself that he must remain calm and not reveal the slightest flaw.
So he picked up his glass, gently swirled the wine inside, and then took a deep sip. This action was both to conceal the turmoil of his inner tension and to buy himself more time to think.
As he put down his wine glass, Lin Mo said, "Can you tell me why you became a servant of the gods? I'll tell you after you tell me!"
Just as Lin Mo had expected, Pu Hang smiled. This servant of the gods was clearly a very confident person. "Alright, I will tell you why I gave up my original life and chose to become a servant of the gods. I will."
"Is it for longevity? For immortality?"
“That’s right, we’re close to the answer, but not quite right.” Pu Hang stood up, gracefully unfastened the clasp of his cloak, and gently spread it out on the table. “Actually, this is what I came here for.”
"For a cloak?"
“A special cloak!” Puhang said. “I also misunderstood the owner because my system at the time would often design some inexplicable hidden achievements for me.”
You know, those achievements seem to make us look like an utterly wicked demon!
At that time, I also chose to resist and chose to stand against my master.
Therefore, I led my men to the far north, hoping to find information about my master.
However, the harshness of the environment in the far north far exceeds our imagination.
After you finish drinking the water, you can collect the ice and snow, boil it, and drink it.
Without food, we had no choice but to hunt.
Once, we killed a moose from the far north. Excitedly, we gathered around, busy processing the meat and preparing a sumptuous dinner. Unexpectedly, the smell of blood attracted the Moonshadow Tigers from a nearby den.
After a fierce battle, I finally managed to drive the Moonshadow Tiger away. However, during the fight, my cloak was torn to shreds by its sharp claws.
Did you see that? Here, here, and here too?
Pu Hang chuckled, "That beast tore my arms and back apart; I bled more than that deer. My men were afraid I would die from it, so they did everything they could to save me."
But, in the far north...
"So how did you survive?" Lin Mo asked curiously.
“A servant of the gods!” Pu Hang said, glancing at Ling Luoxue.
"Is she your wife?" Lin Mo asked again. "She's skilled in healing arts..."
“No, it wasn’t her!” Puhang said. “The servant of the gods who saved me is dead, leaving behind only a daughter. It was she who cleaned my wounds, stitched up my injuries, and fed me porridge and medicine until I recovered.”
Afterwards, she sewed up my tattered cloak with silk thread. It was my greatest treasure and the best gift of my life.
"And then? You stayed? You gave up on finding the truth?" Lin Mo asked in surprise.
"No!" Puhang exclaimed, his expression filled with fervor. "My servant, who saved me, has died because of me!"
Lin Mo, “???”
"Is your questioning of God also achieved through reminders from others?"
“Yes!” Puhang draped his cloak back over his shoulders. “That man told me that to decipher the secrets of the gods, one must have physical contact with them. But such deciphering is only so efficient.”
If you choose to devour the other person's soul, you can gain access to all their information!
"Devour?" Lin Mo asked in astonishment. "So, you devoured your savior?"
“Yes! I devoured her, my wife’s mother, my savior, my mother-in-law!” He fastened his clasp and sat down again. “Now, do you know why I made this choice, to become my master’s servant?”
Lin Mo took another sip of the fine wine, his mood becoming incredibly complex.
"I'm dizzy, completely dizzy!" Lin Mo thought. "According to Pu Hang, this Zhao Wushi, and the god within him, is a thoroughly evil villain!"
Those gods, on the other hand, are 'conscientious merchants' willing to make equal exchanges!
Who the hell should I believe now?
Seeing Lin Mo's expression, Pu Hang wasn't surprised. "There's no need to rush into a decision," he said. "We have plenty of time; you can take your time to consider it. Until then, let's settle down in the Holy City."
"Alright!" Lin Mo said, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Afterwards, Lin Mo left Pu Hang's tent, where Tomon waited for him outside.
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