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"Return unto others as they have done unto you!"
Xiao Yi said calmly.
Li Shenjian, however, was scared out of his wits.
His gaze fell upon the city wall, where Little Lin and Yue Shanchuan were nailed to the wall by arrows, with their skin completely peeled off, and their bodies in a state of abject misery. His pupils contracted violently, his eyes full of terror and dread.
"No, no, no... Xiao Yi, Xiao... listen to me, this is a misunderstanding, please don't, please..."
Li Shenjian screamed in despair.
At this moment, he had none of the arrogance and indifference he had shown earlier.
In the face of death.
Even the mightiest beings would crumble in spirit.
This truth is eternal!
At least...
Out of ten people, nine and a half cannot face death with equanimity.
Clearly Li Shenjian was not one of those enlightened souls who had seen through it all.
