I knew the demon before me was utterly evil. He had no humanity at all.
But my dad had also done something unforgivable, so whenever I condemned him, he would drag my dad into it, leaving me unable to say a word.
"Why have you gone quiet?"
Du Ruhai grew smug and began taunting me. "You keep calling me a demon, saying you want to kill me for your so-called justice. Then why don't you kill your dad? Because he's your dad. You even kept silent. That's this humanity you people talk about."
I was like a defeated rooster, my face dark, unable to find a word to refute him.
Zhao Laoqi sighed and asked, "What exactly did you do all this for?"
Du Ruhai sighed too, his smile fading. "I was never bullied growing up, and I never lacked love. There was just one thing: I was poor."
"So when I grew up, I stole money and kept ending up at the police station. Later, Chen Mo's dad gave Li Yujiao and me a large sum of money, and I started killing people. It was also because of Chen Mo's dad that I discovered an opportunity to rise above my social class."
Zhao Laoqi asked, "The Seven Deaths Life-Exchange Art?"
Du Ruhai nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting. "That's right. When I killed the first family, I had the idea. I wanted to rise above my social class. I wanted more money than I could ever spend. So after I fled to Lanjiang City, I killed seven more people and successfully took over the body of Du Ruhai, a wealthy man in Lanjiang City and the head of the Weihai Group."
"What I didn't expect was that I'd been played. When Chen Guowen and Chen Mo's grandfather gave