Since he was already a member of the Ghost Race, he should think from the Ghost Race's perspective.
Establishing the Ghost Kingdom could have been his idea.
He simply had not expected the other side to use the Ghost Kingdom to threaten him.
There was a huge misunderstanding in this matter, but Qin Luo had no intention of explaining.
Was an explanation necessary? Saving the Ghost Race?
Well, there was indeed a tiny bit of necessity to it—that was, converting every member of the Ghost Race into his Villain Points.
He had drained so many Ghost Trees dry, yet had not gained even a single bit of Villain Points. That made Qin Luo very unhappy.
But it did not matter. The Ghost Race appeared year after year; this year, there should be especially many of them. He could not kill them all anyway, so he might as well let these Ghost Trees kill some.
The ghost face's expression grew increasingly savage. He had not expected Qin Luo not to care in the slightest whether the Ghost Kingdom was destroyed.
It caught him somewhat off guard.
"Wasn't your arrangement with Lu Yan meant to make the Ghost Kingdom stand tall upon this continent? Weren't you trying to usher in a new era for your Ghost Race?"
"Could it be that you have been deceiving me all along?"
"You actually deceived me!" His expression became ever more twisted as he roared incessantly at Qin Luo, wishing he could swallow Qin Luo alive at once.
"Lu Yan?" Qin Luo silently memorized the name. He felt that this might be the name of the Ghost Race's Ghost Emperor.
"So what?" Qin Luo shot back. To the other party, it was undoubtedly an admission.
"Good, good, good! If that is the case, then I will