Do You Hate?

Li Xinghe smiled and nodded again.

With the confirmation, the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Damn it, I'm going to Ghost Gate Pass!"

"I'm all alone, and I stopped caring about this worthless life of mine long ago. I was held back by the Supernatural Incidents in the city before, always feeling suffocated by passive defense."

"Starting today, I'm going to tag along with those guys from the Heaven Group and do some slaughtering and looting. I heard that guy always comes back loaded whenever he goes to the Wasteland!"

"Robbery. Damn, I love it. That's my old trade."

A Strong Man slapped the table excitedly and said.

Caught up in the moment, he had said a little too much. Seemingly realizing something, his voice abruptly stopped, and he looked around at the others awkwardly.

One person snorted and teased, "Old Li, what the hell are you scared of? So what if you used to be a robber?"

"A hero's origins don't matter. As long as you dare to die for humanity, you're a true man."

"Besides, even if you hadn't mentioned it, I would've known who you were."

"Back then, I even robbed you after someone else did!"

As he spoke, he laughed heartily. "I'm quitting this deputy city lord job too. Ghost Gate Pass—just thinking about it gets my blood pumping!"

The Strong Man who had spoken earlier instantly reddened. "Fuck, that job I pulled back then... I knew something felt wrong. I kept looking for the bastard who robbed me, and it was you!"

But as he spoke, he began to laugh.

His laughter carried a trace of wistfulness. With a sigh, he said, "Forget it. No point bringing up the past. It's damn embarrassing."

"The one thing I'm grateful for is that I never killed anyone or