"Goodness?"
"For someone like me, is there still any 'good' to speak of?"
"The evil I've done, the people I've harmed, are beyond counting. You're the first person to call me good!"
Lu Simiao laughed unrestrainedly.
It was as if everything from all these years had finally been released.
The aura around his body shot straight into the sky.
When that powerful wave of force swept out, the entire Demon City seemed to start trembling.
After all, it wasn't just these people—even this whole city had been created by Lu Simiao.
At this moment, Lu Simiao looked at Xu Zimei.
His laughter sounded like mockery, and finally, when his voice fell silent—
he then asked, "If I'm not mistaken, that freak behind you should be the Demons, right?"
"The Demons that destroyed the entire Bliss Sect back then."
"Yes," Zimo nodded slightly.
"Why does this monster obey your every word? Don't tell me these Demons were created by you?" Lu Simiao asked.
