The gentle man's voice continued, "Your ideas aren't quite friendly, octopus? Is that an animal?"
Master Wang awkwardly smiled, "Eh, it's a sea creature, often revered as a god by ignorant fishermen."
"A god?"
The person sighed lightly.
It slowly swam to Wang Jixuan's side, gradually bowing its head, exuding an emotion called sorrow.
"Once upon a time, I too was a god, worshiped and adored by my people. I helped them expel illness and extend their lives."
It whispered:
"But somehow, one day they came to hate me, toppled my statue, and attempted to feast on my flesh.
"I did nothing wrong, just kept doing what I've always done since ancient times.
"This makes me very sad."
Wang Jixuan blinked, "Maybe it's not that you did wrong, but rather you're out of sync with the times?"
It was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "You are indeed wise, able to directly pinpoint the crux of the issue."
