"Who are you? Why did you sneak attack me?"
Jiang Xiaobai looked at the ragged man. Judging from his appearance, he didn't look like a bad person, more like someone pitiful.
"Demon Soldiers ought to be killed! I can't kill you, that's just because I'm useless. Cut the crap, if you've got the guts then just fucking kill me!"
The man struggled to stand up, clenched his fists, and glared angrily at Jiang Xiaobai. The hatred in his eyes made one's heart tremble.
"So his hatred is for the Demon Soldiers. Looks like he must be some poor soul whose family was destroyed by them."
Jiang Xiaobai sighed and said, "Brother, I'm not a Demon Soldier. I'm only wearing these clothes to make it easier for me to do certain things."
"Hmph, you think I'm blind? Whether you're a Demon Soldier or not, I can see it in one glance!" the man roared.
Jiang Xiaobai said, "Brother, have you ever seen a Demon Soldier like me? Have you ever seen a Demon Soldier who talks nicely to you?"
