Goodness, do I deserve to be treated like this?
Fu Qingjun felt uncomfortable inside.
But thinking about it carefully, from their perspective, it's only natural to treat him this way.
After all, he is the mysterious Venerable of Creation, the one who used the great forces to push them to descend, a mysterious person, an enemy hidden in darkness while they are in the light. So now, it makes sense for them to exhaustively devise such a grand scheme.
After all, as long as he remains undetected, hidden among mortals, he poses a huge security risk!
This is the best way to remove him from hiding in the shadows!
"But my true self is just a weak little brother; do the big shots really need to bother themselves this much?" Fu Qingjun's face turned dark.
He knew he was weak, but they didn't know that.
