Advising Chen Sanliang to let go of hatred, such a thing Zhang Chen cannot do.
So Zhang Chen could only sigh lightly, his eyes full of lament: "It's just a pity for the countless people in the Northern Land."
"Just some foolish people, dead is dead!" Chen Sanliang's voice was unwavering: "Their lives are destined for exploitation, living like beasts of burden all their lives, better to die early and be freed sooner."
Zhang Chen fixed his gaze on Chen Sanliang, surprised that despite turning traitor to the Human Race to join the Demon Race, his thoughts remained as lofty and proud as before, not caring at all for the lives of common folk.
Besides sighing, Zhang Chen couldn't say anything, because he was one of those 'mediocre' people.
