"Just because you're louder, doesn't mean you're right."
"Without the constraints of law and morality, releasing your inner malice and driven by instinct, what's the difference between you and those monsters that failed to mutate?"
Liang Yuan said blandly.
Li Kuirong retorted angrily, "Law and morality? Hmph, that's just something the strong impose on the weak. Those high and mighty people, who really cares about that?"
"I've seen so much corruption with my own eyes. Which of those bastards care about the law?"
"How many have actually been punished?"
Liang Yuan snickered coldly, "Since you revere might so much, dying here at my hands, you should have no complaints."
"Because I am stronger than you, aren't I?"
Li Kuirong's words caught in his throat, the anger on his face dissipated, replaced by fear.
"Those who kill will always be killed, isn't that so?"
"But a true strong man does not wield his blade against the weak."
