"Did I say anything wrong?"
Willy Rivera roared, "If I hadn't sold you out back then and gotten you killed… would you, Wyatt Barnes, have what you have today?"
"Sophistry!"
Wyatt Barnes sneered coldly. "Or are you trying to say that when you planned to sell me out and have me killed, you already knew my soul would cross over to another world and achieve what I've achieved today?"
Right now, Wyatt Barnes only felt that what Willy Rivera said was laughable.
Selling him out, getting him killed…
and that somehow counted as a favor to him?
Ridiculous!
"Whether I knew it or not, it's still a fact!"
Willy Rivera kept roaring, "So you can't kill me… If you kill me, that's repaying kindness with hatred! That's not the kind of person you, Wyatt, are, and it's not your style!"
At this point, with life and death hanging by a thread, Willy Rivera went all in, trying to morally blackmail Wyatt Barnes.
In his mind:
