Yu Ziqing stepped forward and waited quietly.
When Lou Huai began to show signs of madness, he gently tapped Lou Huai's forehead with the Immortal Grass Old Stump in his hand.
Lou Huai's expression froze, and upon seeing Yu Ziqing, he immediately started crying with a look of grievance.
"Big brother, I'm on the right path, so why does everyone insist on harping on my heritage from the Devils?
Just because I'm born from the Devils, does it mean I deserve to die no matter what I do?"
"It's alright. I say you're on the right path, so you are. Whoever dares to say otherwise, I'll beat them up."
Yu Ziqing rarely saw Lou Huai looking so vulnerable, so he patted him on the shoulder and offered a few comforting words.
Once Lou Huai collected himself, Yu Ziqing walked toward the one who seemed trapped in Freedom Heaven.
This guy had a defiant look, with eyes full of disdain.
"I am the Heavenly Demon, and you dare to use such tortures on me? You're truly behind the times.
