"You don't have to deny it. When we first met, I already sensed that kind of very obscure but inevitably existent feeling coming from you. So I concluded that we must be acquainted, at least you know me, otherwise this feeling wouldn't appear." Ye Wushang continued to speak.
"Since you are a person of the Holy Light Sect, then you should also die, because no one from the Holy Light Sect should be alive." His voice was very flat, but what was revealed from his crocodile lacquer wasn't infinite hatred, but a kind of madness.
His thought was very simple; he wanted everyone from the Holy Light Sect to accompany his senior sister.
"I didn't expect that there was still a last bit of light in your heart!" This fact, Xiao Qiang spoke calmly. Looking at the smiling face of Xiao Qiang, the nameless fire of inner industry in Ye Wushang's heart suddenly flared up. "Do you know, I really hate that smile of yours? Seeing you smile like that makes me want to kill you completely."
