After observing Wu Yuzong's reaction for a while, Huan Ling Ji then signaled that Li Qing could begin.
Li Qing pulled a chair over and sat in front of Wu Yuzong, his voice grave as he directly asked, "Wu Yuzong, how many lives have you taken?"
"How many lives? I can't remember..." Wu Yuzong's reaction was somewhat sluggish, appearing like a walking corpse.
His gaze was as dull as that of an old man on the brink of death, and his speaking rate was extremely slow. It took a long while before he slowly said, "To love me is to offer up their own lives, and I enjoy that feeling, watching them sway on me while mutilating themselves, especially with a small knife gently slicing across their breasts, that bright red color and the pleasure inside the body are stunning."
Li Qing's face instantly turned as dark as water, a strong Evil Qi suddenly swirling around him.
This damned thing!
