When No. 19 said those words, he didn't particularly lower his voice.
Tom naturally heard the highly insulting remarks of No. 19.
Tom laughed self-deprecatingly.
In this world, this Jianghu, being weak means having no voice.
Being looked down upon by humans is one thing.
Now even these Bionic Robots are starting to look down on him.
At this moment, Tom's determination to become stronger was growing more unbreakable.
No one could stop his steps forward in pursuit of strength.
If anyone dared obstruct him, he would crush human and god alike.
The worst result was just death, after all.
What's so frightening about that?
If he died, he wouldn't have to be a vase anymore.
Looking at No. 17 standing in front of him like an insurmountable mountain.
Tom tightened his grip on the Phoenix Gall, his eyes as resolute as iron.
Retreat?
Impossible. In Tom's eyes, No. 17 wasn't an enemy but a stepping stone on the path to becoming strong.
