"Ha, that's true, the one with no moral baseline like myself, when did I ever start talking about conscience?" He mocked himself, perhaps he was just afraid, afraid that one day Ye Lu would find out how he had cruelly harmed Ling's Family, and would despise him even more.
But that's the kind of person he was, clawing his way to the top by any means necessary, never concerning himself with conscience. Because in such a world where power and violence ruled, if you weren't ruthless, others would be ruthless to you, or even take your life!
He never felt that there was anything wrong with his actions.
"For a villain to want to become a hero, now that's the funniest thing!"
...
Ye Lu sat in the hall, lost in thought, but was hugged from behind by Third Young Master Jun, his face pressed against her neck, sending warm breath on the back of her ear, causing a tingling sensation.
