"Wow, a real drama queen just showed up!"
The black reflection beside Huai Shi propped its elbow on his shoulder and clicked its tongue in admiration, "Look! Never thought you'd have such a radiant moment, huh?"
"Wait a second..."
Huai Shi pushed the arm away with disdain, raised his hand, and asked, "He's confessing, so why do I have to be pointed at with a sword too?"
"Oh, you don't have to."
The Saint's reflection disdainfully turned the sword, "Born wicked need saving, those who willingly fall are beyond remedy."
"That's right... wait!"
Huai Shi smacked his lips, feeling something was off, "How am I beyond remedy, how have I willingly fallen?!"
"Aimless and unaccomplished."
The Saint's reflection glanced coldly, "You, who abandoned countless lives, you who have squandered all you possess, your life will ultimately become meaningless from laziness and the satisfaction of desire..."
