Simple and Brutal

Zhishou had a problem?

Hanyu was taken aback. What problem could a dead man living in the Soul Realm possibly have?

Zhishou shot him a sidelong glance. This time, he couldn't be bothered to scold him and instead asked solemnly,

"What do you think of the Heavenly Dao Sect?"

Hanyu was stunned again, his expression turning odd. Zhishou knew about the Heavenly Dao Sect too?

And what a strange question. Did his opinion of the Heavenly Dao really matter?

"It matters a lot."

Zhishou answered without hesitation, looking him straight in the eye.

Hanyu's expression tightened, and he grew serious too. He gathered his thoughts before slowly replying,

"I've seen the methods of Yanluo Hall. I always thought they were ruthless enough, but after seeing the Heavenly Dao Sect's methods, I can't shake the feeling that they'll be even harder to deal with than Yanluo Hall."

That was genuinely what Hanyu thought. Just consider it: Yanluo Hall had done all sorts of things to bring about what it wanted, while the Heavenly Dao Sect had achieved the same thing in one fell swoop—and with even greater ruthlessness.

Put the two side by side, and the difference was plain as day.

"Now we have to deal with Yanluo Hall, and we can't trust the Heavenly Dao Sect either."

If anyone still expected the Heavenly Dao Sect to help Central Continent, they'd be dead before they even knew what hit them.

"Good. You're not completely stupid."

Zhishou nodded slowly, as if he'd gotten the answer he was looking for.

That was it?

Hanyu's eyes widened. He waited for more, but Zhishou really had asked the question like it was an ordinary one, then just stopped after hearing the answer?

As Hanyu grumbled inwardly, Zhishou slowly rose to his feet and looked beyond