This guard genuinely believed that from the bottom of his heart. There was not the slightest falsehood in it.
That was precisely what made it so infuriating.
Cang Linzu drew a deep breath, even feeling a little dizzy. "Am I the one who's gone mad, or has the world gone mad? What the hell are you people even saying? Is this still the human world?"
In that instant, Cang Linzu deeply began to doubt whether he had truly escaped Xuanming Manor all those years ago, whether he had really survived—otherwise, how could he witness things that did not belong to the world of the living, hear words that did not sound human?
"If I could, I'd want to be remade into a woman. At least then I might have a chance to soar to the heavens in a single step. Why suffer and toil in this human world?"
Yet the guard continued spouting outrageous nonsense. Of course, to him, perhaps he was simply speaking the truth. "You struggle your whole life and still end up as nothing but a bottom-rung guard. In the end, people like you can kill us whenever you please. Rather than die at the hands of a bunch of inexplicable people like you, I'd rather die at the hands of a noble. At least I could enjoy myself for a few more days!"
Having said that, he actually began to laugh with a crazed expression. The guard was no longer afraid. "Kill me already! Go on, kill me! I've figured it out! Better a good death than a wretched life. You can have this human world and play with it yourselves!"
"You're not even human anymore!"
Cang Linzu had truly never heard such spineless, ambitionless ghost-talk, utterly devoid of even a trace of human spirit. He