"I told you, I am Ye Lin. I will not say it a third time."
Ye Lin stood before the young man and shook his head.
"No... he... they said... said Ye Lin is a devil, that he would endanger... endanger the world... and all living beings."
Madman Li stared intently at Ye Lin for a long while before finally shaking his head.
He still felt that the person before him was not Ye Lin. This person did not look like the kind of devil who could endanger all life beneath heaven.
He... he only needed to kill Devil Ye to gain his freedom.
Freedom—what a distant word.
"I am Ye Lin. Then tell me, do you think I am a devil who endangers the world?"
Ye Lin stood before Madman Li with his hands behind his back, smiling, while Madman Li shook his head with a serious expression.
"You... you aren't. But... but if I don't kill you, I... I won't have freedom."
Madman Li had fallen into a quandary. If he did not kill Ye Lin, he could not gain freedom—but Ye Lin was not a devil. He was deeply conflicted.
"Follow me, and you will have freedom too."
Ye Lin crouched before Madman Li and spoke earnestly.
"Tell me, what is your name?"
"They... they all... all call me Li... Madman Li."
"If... if I don't kill you... my... my head hurts."
Madman Li touched his hair, his face full of turmoil. His features were nearly twisted together from the conflict.
"My head hurts if you don't kill me?"
Ye Lin was baffled for a moment. Then, as though he had thought of something, he slowly placed a hand atop Madman Li's head.
In that instant, Madman Li's eyes abruptly turned blood-red, and an icy killing intent