"It's because I'm weak?" Demon Li Chong's obsession was distorted and unstable. He suddenly looked up and stared at Xu Jingming as he roared, "I lived such an abject life in this world, worried about all kinds of trouble. I didn't dare offend anyone. I deserve death just because I'm weak? I deserve this outcome?"
"Just because I'm weak, my wife should be taken, my children killed, and I should die in prison for no good reason?" Demon Li Chong became even crazier. "That's unacceptable!"
When their minds collided, everything the demon experienced and his obsession fused into Xu Jingming's consciousness and kept attacking in a bid to use his obsession to shake Xu Jingming's mind.
Sigh.
Xu Jingming sighed. "I admit that you're very pitiful, and I pity you."
The distorted demon, Li Chong, stared at him.
