Inside the Buddha Bone Temple, Li Huowang inhaled and exhaled deeply, forcing himself to suppress the immense murderous urge he felt toward the Xin Chi Monk. He had never loathed anyone's existence so much.
Following the Xin Chi Monk's instructions, he'd killed a member of the Sitting Oblivion Path. And what did that monk do? Just casually tossed out a "mistaken identity"?
He knew the Astrological Bureau would not hesitate to sacrifice lives in order to complete their missions,
but Li Huowang never imagined such a thing would fall upon himself. Because of him, he had personally killed an innocent man!
Compared to Li Huowang's effort to restrain himself, the nearby monk was clearly more agitated. He wept and stomped up and down.
"How could he do this! What right does he have to call himself a monk? That was a human life!"
