"Efficiency is paramount on the battlefield!"
"Even the slightest discrepancy could lead to total annihilation. There's no way you don't understand that. Forget sacrificing just one Yang Yun—even if everyone from the underworld had to die in exchange for wiping out Spirit Mountain, it would still be an incredibly profitable trade!"
Zhao Hai looked at Wang Ye and spoke calmly.
Wang Ye took a deep breath and nodded. "Fine. Then let me ask you this: where is Lu Wu?"
"You ordered that too, didn't you?"
Zhao Hai nodded again.
"I need a reason."
"Lu Wu is my man. No one but me gets to decide whether he lives or dies."
"Don't give me that crap about the greater good of humanity. If Zhang Ziliang said it, I'd believe him. But you? I don't believe a damn word!"
"If I can't even protect my own employee, then why the fuck am I saving humanity?"
"Do you really think I'm some self-sacrificing hero?"
"I'm done with this!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye pulled out his Ghost Messenger Blade and chopped down onto Zhao Hai's desk.
With the blade's fall, the desk split cleanly down the middle.
"If you don't give me an explanation today, you'll be buried alongside Lu Wu."
"I said that."
"Whether you believe it is up to you."
"I was never some hero. The reason I've made it this far is mostly out of respect for Zhang Ziliang and all those who died. But you are definitely not one of them."
"In other words, what does humanity's future have to do with me?"
"Or do you think you matter more to me than Lu Wu does?"
Wang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Zhao Hai and spoke slowly.
Zhao Hai remained seated in his chair.
"So,