"Lady Wang, look at Li Mu Yang. Look at what he's become!" Lin Cang Hai disregarded Ying Qian Du's rebuke this time and shouted furiously, "I know you like him. You accept everything he does, and whatever he does, you say is right. But have you seen what happened? Just now, right in front of us, he had more than three hundred heads chopped off—three hundred and seven heads belonging to the generals of Wind City. Even Killing God Bai Qi never dared to chop off the heads of so many high-ranking generals at once!"
"Look at the heads on the ground. Look at the corpses piled up here. Look at the blood beneath your feet! Look at what he drove Lu Kun into! Who were the people Lu Kun killed? His former friends, his former comrades-in-arms, brothers who had stood back-to-back with him on the battlefield, and even close relatives from the Lu clan! As long as someone is a normal human being, how could they issue such an order without changing expression? How could they commit such a cruel act?"
"Why shouldn't I curse him? I cursed him because I regard him as a good brother. I cursed him because I'm worried about him. He did this in front of all the soldiers in the city. Before long, word will spread throughout Westwind, even across the entire Divine Land. Won't that make the reputation of him being an evil dragon even more firmly established? By then, the crowd will be enraged, and everyone will come to slaughter him. Lady Wang, can you protect him? Can you really protect him?"
Lin Cang Hai glared at Li Mu Yang, his face full of anger. "What will he do then? Once he has nowhere left to go among the human race,