Lin Su was nearly driven mad by the other man's shameless words.
What did he mean, "It'd be better for both sides to suffer than for you to win and me to lose"?
Even the words "utterly deranged" weren't enough to describe it. He was morally depraved, a scourge upon Heaven! Being struck by lightning would be getting off lightly.
His right hand clenched inside his sleeve as he suppressed the flames and killing intent surging endlessly in his heart. "This isn't a matter of winners and losers! Even an ordinary plague can lay waste to the land, let alone an ancient disease. Are you really going to disregard thousands upon thousands of innocent lives for your own selfish interests?"
Lin Su had spent years seeking a way to bring the dead back to life, and had heard a little about the ancient diseases kept by the Inner Society. It was said that every one of them was a super-disease that had once brewed a catastrophe beyond all human suffering, with a deadliness far surpassing that of a plague. Those infected had no chance of survival!
In the end, they hadn't been sealed away because doctors had found a cure. They'd been sealed away because they'd killed everyone! He couldn't imagine what would happen if those things were released. It would be no exaggeration to call it a living hell!
Lin Su's challenge won no agreement from the others.
Most of the people looking at him even had a hint of mockery in their eyes.
The middle-aged man who'd proposed releasing the ancient diseases spoke with icy indifference. "Lin Anzhi, why are you worrying about this? No matter how severe these diseases are, they can't kill scholars or warriors. Only a bunch of ants will die. Shen Youli fancies herself