Want to live? Do you deserve to?
Lu PingAn's young voice carried undisguised contempt and disregard.
If you were a villain who lived by his convictions, then don't chicken out now.
You wanted peace and tranquility? When you blood-sacrificed your own kind, did you ever ask them?
Those who kill will be killed in turn. Without even that awareness, how did you dare roam the Jianghu with a blade in hand?
Since you're a selfish person who treats others as bread, could you stop acting so innocent? Enjoying a peaceful life in another land, living well? Do you deserve that? What the hell do you deserve—a bunch of keys?
His double standards had reached such a point that Lu PingAn could no longer even be bothered to hate him. He merely found it laughable.
"Be on your way."
Lu PingAn could not even be bothered to raise his head. Taking a step forward, he prepared to send Dao Zhong on his way.
"Y-you, you have no right to judge me. I can turn myself in and let the law judge me!"
As Lu PingAn took a step forward, this so-called Red Holy Son actually took an unconscious step back.
A Law Decree Peak powerhouse, even regarded as a Rule-level existence, was actually afraid of a mere newcomer to the Law Decree-level?
The pale complexion was one thing, but his darting gaze was filled with unease and terror. Perhaps the repeated setbacks had shattered his will? In his eyes, the Mr. An Nan who had always hidden behind the scenes was an irresistible Natural Disaster?
That hysterical shriek threw his former gentlemanly bearing to the ground. Lacking even a villain's pride and resolve, he was not even as good as a street thug in Lu PingAn's eyes.
"Haha."
At this moment,