Reginald remained unmoved and simply asked, "What's wrong? Are you scared?" Guillermo roared, "Speak! Or I'll bury you right here in Holtrien, right now." Reginald showed nothing but disdain. He even stepped forward personally to straighten Guillermo's collar. He simply said, "Mr. Vazquez, you've always been a meticulous man, demanding perfection in every aspect of yourself. Your collar is a mess. Don't get so worked up, because you're still just human. You're not God. Human power, after all, has its limits. "No matter how hard people try, no matter how well they present themselves, they can never truly be perfect. Although we're all hypocrites, calling the final realm of martial arts the 'martial god'." He scoffed and added, "Martial god… How fragile must one's heart be, how greedy must one's desires be, to deceive oneself like that? Is a martial god truly a god? No. In fact, sometimes, a martial god is just cattle, just livestock. That's why there's something beyond that.
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