"Wow, a real sanctimonious bitch has appeared!"
The black reflection beside Huai Shi propped an elbow on his shoulder and clicked his tongue in amazement. "Look! Never thought you could look so radiant, did you?"
"Hold on..."
Huai Shi brushed off the arm beside him in disgust, raised his head and hand, and asked, "Fine, he needs to repent, but why am I getting a sword pointed at me too?"
"Oh, you don't."
The saint's reflection disdainfully turned the blade away. "Those born utterly evil still need saving. Those who willingly fall into depravity are beyond cure."
"That's more like it... Wait!"
Huai Shi smacked his lips. Something about that did not feel right. "How am I beyond cure? How have I willingly fallen into depravity?!"
"Accomplishing nothing."
The saint's reflection cast him a cold glance. "You abandoned countless lives. You have failed everything you possess. Your life will ultimately become meaningless because of laziness and the indulgence of desire..."
"See? This is what sanctimonious bitches are like." The reflection beside Huai Shi shook his head helplessly. "I have a suggestion. How about the two of us join forces, take him out, then discuss the rest?"
"Heh."
Huai Shi shot him a sidelong look. "Then get stabbed in the back by you, right? How about I join forces with him and take you out first?"
"Already starting to tear each other apart like dogs?" The saint sneered. "Sorry, but I have no habit of joining forces with evildoers and incompetents..."
"Tch... Look at the mess you bastard have caused."
"Are you done arguing?"
Before Huai Shi could answer, a cool voice sounded behind him.
At the boundary between light and darkness, a slender, pale figure emerged and expressionlessly rolled up her sleeves. "Hurry up and settle this. Stop talking nonsense."