Back then, Lu Ming had been completely drowned by his killing intent. He had lost all sense of self-awareness and had fallen into a frenzy of killing.
Later, because of a little girl, he became a little more clear-headed and stopped killing. But it was too late. By that time, many people in this Castle had already died in his hands.
It was also because he had recovered a bit of his consciousness that he had some impression of this Castle.
"Since you're here, let's go pay our respects!"
Lu Ming sighed slightly.
The people in this Castle could be said to have no grudges with him, but he had killed many of them. Lu Ming felt guilty.
Lu Ming had always been a person who drew a clear line between gratitude and grudges. He would take revenge for grudges and repay kindness for kindness. He would never kill the innocent.
The people he had killed were all people who had enmity with him or wanted to kill him.
