章節 431: I hate you

To prove that he was the most excellent imitation because that was the meaning of his existence.

To the people in the know, like Mu Yuesheng and the silver-haired girl, the sentence was a depressing form of deprecating himself in a way that shot strange pangs through the hearts of people. It was also a compromise to the ironic fate he had. It was something pitiable and heart-wrenching.

That year, Speechless was only four years old. At a stunning pace, he broke through to the fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm. His superpower was awoken and in that long but fleeting awakening dream, he dreamed the daily toil he had everyday from morning to night. It was one where he imitated the Hero King's day. He dreamed of the family members who constantly said the word Hero King, while giving him 'amiable' looks.