"Kindness?"
"Can someone like me even speak of kindness?"
"I have committed so much evil and harmed countless people. You are the first person to call me kind!"
Lu Simiao laughed wildly.
It was as though everything he had carried for so many years had finally been set free.
His aura surged skyward.
As waves of immense power spread out, the entire Demon City seemed to begin trembling.
After all, not only these people, but even this entire city had been created by Lu Simiao.
At this moment, Lu Simiao looked at Xu Zimo.
His laughter carried a mocking edge. Finally, after his voice fell silent,
he asked, "If I am not mistaken, that freak behind you should be the demon, right?"
"The demon that destroyed the entire Bliss Sect back then."
"Yes," Xu Zimo nodded slightly.
"Why does that monster obey your every word? Could it be that you created this demon?" Lu Simiao asked.
"I merely understand his weakness," Xu Zimo replied.
"There is nothing in this world that is powerful for no reason.
If he can be strong, then he can naturally be weak. It all depends on the desires within your heart."
Tears could not help welling up in Lu Simiao's eyes.
"If... if you had appeared earlier back then, perhaps the tragedy of the Bliss Sect could have been avoided."
"You were simply too greedy," Xu Zimo said.
"You harmed so many people in the Bliss Sect, but I know that was not your original intent."
"So that was evil born of absurdity."
"But healing the sick and saving people here in Demon City, urging others toward goodness—that was the kindness you truly intended."
"That is why I came to take your kindness."
Xu Zimo explained.
Good and evil had never been so clearly defined.