"Fuck," Ning said quietly.
That was all he could say after he read through Trebor's past. The man had a really bad thing happen to him, and just when he was going to enact his revenge, Ning had stopped him.
"Damn it. I feel really bad right now. Urgh!!" he said to himself.
He tried to stop thinking about it, but the information was etched onto his memory, his eidetic memory. It was impossible to remove.
He hated what the emperor did to them, he hated the had god dealt with the Gassain family.
Emotions he shouldn't have been feeling, amplified by the system, raged inside him.
"Calm down, Ning. Learn from the other's mistake. Don't let anger take over your heart," he said to himself and started calming down a little.
"Sigh, I will at least do this for you," Ning thought and teleported out. He appeared next to where Trebor's molten body lay and started digging all around him.