Situ An was very good at brainwashing people. He would first seize the moral high ground and cloak himself in civilization to disguise his barbaric deeds.
He was the vice president of the Hanhai Charity Federation and one of the leading figures in the Hanhai Chamber of Commerce. He wielded immense influence and possessed an ambition that could never be satisfied.
As the greatest beneficiary of the rules, Situ An defended them by day, yet wanted to become their maker by night. Deep in his bones, he was a selfish madman.
There was no denying that he had many strengths, but there were also reasons he had to be killed.
To him, protecting the city was merely a matter of its living residents still being useful to him—bargaining chips to trade with the shadow world. Deep down, he was not bound by anything like morality. He could sacrifice everything without hesitation to buy himself a single possibility.
"People like you are actually pretty pathetic."
Gao Ming had died many times because of Situ An. What was even more absurd was that Situ An had a different reason for killing him every time.
It was not that Gao Ming insisted on killing Situ An. Rather, if Gao Ming continued to grow and move forward, Situ An would inevitably come to kill him.
"Gao Ming, you haven't reached where I stand, so you can't see what I see. I don't actually have any other choice, either. If you're willing to stand beside me, I'll take you to the very top of Hanhai." There was no trace of fatigue in the eyes of Situ An on the screen. He knew Gao Ming had been searching for him all along, yet remained completely unshaken.
"Rather than climb to the top together, I'd prefer to