"I believe you my ass!"
Ancestral Witch Dijiang shot Bai Ze, the Demon Marshal, a sidelong glance and sneered. Yet there was a hint of fearlessness before authority in his bearing. "You? Vouching for those people?"
"That's rich. Do you believe yourself? Fee-charging history-revising Divine Bai Ze!"
"Since you've entered the service industry, stop thinking about how to build landmark architecture!"
"Be honest and face your true feelings... Look at me. I'm very honest. I never fake anything."
Dijiang held his head high and thrust out his chest, his integrity instantly reaching its peak.
It was as if he really was exactly as he claimed—a "Dijiang" who was a white lotus, unstained by the mud.
In this age of declining morals, among the Taiyi actors who had begun breaking through all limits, he was a unique sight, the most dazzling person going against the tide!
Dijiang held countless people who went with the flow and kept setting new lows in contempt.
"Unfortunately, I stand alone and cannot turn the tide. I can only watch the grand building collapse and the gods fall... My honesty and integrity alone cannot withstand changing times and declining morals."
Dijiang sighed. "Whether human or ghost, everyone is trying to show off how low they can go..."
"First, Di Jun schemed, meddled in reincarnation, and secretly harmed the Human Emperor."
"Back then, I even lamented that the kind were bullied and the gentle were ridden. It's truly too difficult for our Witch Clan to be good people. There are always villains who refuse to play fair."
"Then a club immediately came swinging down. Nuwa and Azure Dragon—each one could act better than the last, each one could pretend better than the last..."
"One of them, in order to slaughter the Demon Marshal, was willing to ruin