A millennial creature, killing a person as effortlessly as eating and drinking.
No matter who investigated Lu Bo's cause of death, it was always attributed to an exercise of power gone awry, with Qi-Blood backflow shattering his heart meridian.
Zhou Yi felt no guilt in his heart, having lived so long, there were more and more old acquaintances in the world, until, after thousands of years, everyone tracing their ancestors would have had some connection with him.
For mundane matters, one could meet with a smile, regardless of status or hierarchy.
But for true wickedness, like Lu Bo planning to betray the Red Alliance to curry favor, Zhou Yi could act ruthlessly too.
"No one can betray their own class, not Lu Bo, nor could this humble daoist!"
