"Were you expecting someone who grew up surrounded by lunatics, paranoiacs, and perverted researchers to have a redeemable personality?"
The young man, once described by Bronya as being so emotionally detached that he seemed to be missing several emotions, shrugged and spoke in a remarkably relaxed tone.
"Come on, you're making things difficult for me."
"If you wanted to, you could change yourself."
White Night King looked at Jiahu, who was an even bigger bastard than he had once been, fell silent for a moment, then spoke.
"I'm already turning over a new leaf. Otherwise, I wouldn't be a Hero."
From a higher perspective, Li Zihan truly was a Hero, and that was what he said.
White Night Yaksha was stunned. So this utterly awful bastard before him was already the reformed version.
"Enough of that. Let's talk business, White Night King."
Li Zihan had no intention of telling White Night King the story of his reformation, so he changed the subject and brought up another matter.
"The next step is the final battle. Can you fight as one of our side against those people who'll come looking to cause me trouble?"
The strongest martial god, who was expected to devour Little Garden within half a month and bring the Human Chronicle under his control, asked the Primal Star who had fearlessly attacked him not long ago.
"Are you talking to me?"
White Night King, invited to join Dystopia's camp, was immediately dumbfounded. After hesitating for a long while, he finally asked.
"Who else would I be talking to? Is there anyone else here?"
Li Zihan asked in return.
"Hey, hey, hey, you... You want me to become enemies with Shaka, the Son of God, and those guys?!"
White Night Yaksha was so stunned by Li Zihan's maneuver that he