Lei Zhenzi's Suspicions

Jiang Ziya and Lei Zhenzi were locked together in a prison cell!

Once the time came, they would be taken straight to the streets of Xiqi and executed!

At that moment, Jiang Ziya was in a bind!

My task from Master hasn't been completed yet, has it?

How can I die so soon?

But no matter how much he thought it over, he couldn't come up with a good way to escape!

Lei Zhenzi was also feeling restless.

The closer the time of his death drew,

the more he thought back to when he had charged into the Shang Dynasty army and slaughtered his way through its ranks.

Back then, he had only felt the thrill of using his immortal-level strength to crush ordinary mortals.

But now, when he truly realized that he, too, was on the verge of death, Lei Zhenzi felt terrible.

Only then did he gradually begin to understand how deeply an ordinary person longed simply to stay alive.

How many Shang Dynasty soldiers, desperate to survive, had he mercilessly robbed of their lives with his Golden Cudgel?

It was then that his entire worldview began to fall into chaos.

What did a person have to do to make the world a better place?

Kill people?

Of course not!

Who knew how many people died in every war?

The soldiers, in particular, often had no idea what they were fighting for, yet they were caught up in endless slaughter.

Perhaps their best days had not even begun before an unexpected war brought them to an abrupt end.

During the recent days he had spent in the cell, Lei Zhenzi had gradually recalled the things he had done. He couldn't help thinking that he had been far too cruel when he struck down his enemies.

If there could