"What if I told you to abandon your Evil Cultivation Technique?" Xiao Yi said in a deep voice, his gaze fixed on the person in front of him.
Upon hearing this, Chief Zuo's eyes suddenly brightened.
"Is there really such a good thing?"
He had long grown tired of the days spent struggling under Yang Tianxiu's control just to survive.
For the sake of acquiring a mental method each month, he did everything he didn't want to, killing so many people that his whole body seemed soaked in blood.
He had been wanting to stop for a long time, but unfortunately, he couldn't bring himself to be so ruthless.
"Being an ordinary person means not having such a long life, maybe just a few decades and you're dead," Xiao Yi continued.
"Given our current situation, perhaps even a few years and we're dead," said Chief Zuo.
Isn't that just the truth? Following Yang Tianxiu, who can guarantee how many years they can live? They're all desperadoes carrying their heads doing business.
