Zhao Guanlan: I've Come Clean! I Am...

"Xuan Immortal, Zhao Guanlan."

Sun Xi frowned as she announced the name of the person on the screen.

Yes.

Although the man appearing on the big screen was exceptionally handsome—his looks could be called the pinnacle of humanoid lifeforms—and his strength was astonishing, there was indeed nothing praiseworthy about his character.

This Xuan Immortal had committed countless atrocities and slaughtered countless people. He had ground his teeth over blood, his hands stained with sin, yet he lived more freely and happily than anyone else.

He wielded immense power, possessed overwhelming combat strength, enjoyed a long lifespan, and was richer than an entire nation.

Bai Wenzhai smacked his lips, his tone complicated. "At least half the girls in our class are his rabid, brainless fans."

"Tsk..."

"You actually don't like him?"

"That's a little antisocial..."

Sun Xi let out a cold laugh. "Only the weak need to band together. The strong are usually accustomed to acting alone."

"Zhao Guanlan is extremely handsome. Objectively speaking, his charm is in no way inferior to Prophet Ma Ran's. For certain rebellious youths and worshippers of evil, he's even fatally attractive."

"But I don't like him."

"Among the four overlords of Cangming, I admire Sword Head Lin Qiubai's aloofness, yearn for Demonic Son Zhang Kuang's wild pride, and look up to the Red Lotus Lord's domineering nature. But when it comes to Xuan Immortal Zhao Guanlan... I really can't bring myself to like him."

In Sun Xi's view, Zhao Guanlan's very existence seemed to constitute a denial of truth, goodness, and beauty.

He was like the Joker, the famous villain from DC's Batman series. The Joker was immensely charismatic, possessing an evil yet deadly allure, like hemlock mixed with honey water. Although he had countless fans and followers, even the most fanatical Joker fan would