"Xiaobai, Han Chen is right. You must not act on impulse at this time!" Yu Xiaozi reminded.
"They killed everyone at the Great Compassion Temple, and the temple has shown me great kindness. How can I not act on impulse?"
Jiang Xiaobai's eyes were about to burst, reddened with anger, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.
All the monks of the Great Compassion Temple practiced their beliefs with their actions. When the ghost army attacked, none of the monks surrendered; all fought to the death. Though they were only a little over three hundred monks, they managed to kill nearly ten thousand ghost soldiers. The ghost leaders were furious and ordered the beheading of all the monks, displaying their heads for all to see.
"Brother Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?"
Ruo Li looked at Jiang Xiaobai with fear in her eyes. She had never seen him like this before. His entire being radiated intense killing intent, even making her feel a bit frightened.
