"Who said I want to kill you?" Xu Xuan rebuffed.
If he had really wanted to kill Gu Xiao, he would have set him on fire long ago.
"You won't kill me? But I am the infamous Demon Emperor," Gu Xiao found it hard to believe, aware that countless people wanted him dead.
Moreover, considering the nature of Daoism, they should not have let him off so easily.
"What's wrong with being the Demon Emperor?"
According to Daoist law, Gu Xiao was in fact the one with the least guilt, having no power, no rapacious descendants, and not one for indiscriminate killing; he generally only had issues with the strong figures of the martial world—essentially a case of the pot calling the kettle black, nothing of concern to common folks.
It wasn't that Gu Xiao was kind-hearted; ordinary people simply didn't catch his eye, and personally taking action would've been beneath him.
Daoism had its own standards for judgement.
