"I've killed too many people. Cats and dogs and whatnot—I can't possibly remember so many names!"
Tang Yi's words were the truth. If not counting his previous life, then since his rebirth, the number of people who had died at his hand was not a thousand, it was certainly several hundred. How could Tang Yi possibly remember every single one of them, let alone their names!
"Haha!"
However, upon hearing this, Elder Wu erupted in anger that twisted into laughter, his face becoming grotesquely ferocious as he shouted furiously, "Well! Well! Well! My Penglai Pavilion's disciples have been reduced to cats and dogs in your mouth!"
Tang Yi had no idea that among the eight Penglai Pavilion disciples he had previously killed, the leading Brother Wu was one of this Elder Wu's sons.
Although this Elder Wu had many offspring and that Brother Wu was not his favorite one, he had nonetheless died at the hands of Tang Yi. Otherwise, why would Elder Wu cling to Tang Yi so tenaciously?
