Mo Haihao squatted down to be level with Little Taotie and asked, "Doesn't resentment harm you?"
"No," Little Taotie shook his head, his voice milky, "It makes me stronger!"
Although Mo Haihao didn't understand what kind of cultivation method this was, he realized that different people had different methods and perhaps he was simply ignorant.
Little Taotie sighed sadly, "Resentment turned into misfortune, I wanted to curse the person who harmed my sister, but the misfortune bounced back. That person has a Magical Treasure, so there was nothing I could do."
"You mean, you can still turn resentment into misfortune?" Mo Haihao was surprised and tentatively asked, "May I ask, who is your master?"
A child so young couldn't possibly possess such Divine Skills without a master!
"Are you talking about a teacher?"
"Yes."
"Teacher Ma."
"Ma..." Mo Haihao searched his mind for a renowned figure with the surname Ma, then suddenly remembered a "lazy person."