Faced with Lei Xiang's savage killing intent, the God of Evil barely even raised his eyelids. He merely tilted his head slightly and nodded lightly. "No problem."
The God of Evil spread his hands, his broad black sleeves unfurling like clouds, and said indifferently, "A life for a life. That's perfectly fair, and it applies just as well in the Divine Realm. Investigate it yourselves. Once you find the killer, just kill them. We, the God Realm Committee, guarantee we'll stand aside and never interfere.
At this point, the God of Evil suddenly chuckled, fixing his gaze on Lei Xiang's eyes. "What
"is it? You still suspect Bai Qinchen did it? You want to kill Bai Qinchen?
The mockery at the corners of the God of Evil's mouth deepened without limit. "Then kill him if you want. He's locked up at the very bottom of the Goodness Divine Hall, without even the strength to resist. Walk out that door and turn a corner, and you can hack him into eight pieces, rip out his tendons, and flay his skin as an offering to the scattered ashes of Rong Nianbing.
"But..."
The God of Evil chuckled and looked at Lei Xiang. "Haven't you been the ones afraid to kill him all along?"
Lei Xiang abruptly opened his mouth, but all the roars and accusations he had prepared lodged firmly in his throat,
refusing to come out.
His wild face instantly flushed purplish red, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged like earthworms, violently
throbbing.
"Then you have no intention of getting involved in this?"
Tang San held Lei Xiang firmly back as he raged on the verge of madness, staring coldly at the God of Evil as he asked, "So-
The God of Evil shrugged. "No. This has nothing