The mental devil wanted to cry but had no tears. It tried its best to run away, only to be tied up by Li Yao and dragged back by Li Yao.
"Wow!"
Holding the mental devil, Li Yao said, his eyes brimming with tears, "I didn't expect that you would be so loyal at the critical moment and willing to die with me. As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. It seems that I was wrong about you. I apologize. Good brother, let's not talk about anything else. Today, we will live and die together!"
"…To hell with you!"
The mental devil was crying and screaming, twisting in vain. "What did I do wrong when I was a Blood Stripe Virus in my previous life to deserve such a 'good brother' like you? You can go to hell if you want to. I'm still young. I still have my youth. I don't want to die. I—I—if I had known this would happen, I would've joined hands with Lu Qingchen and killed—"
The mental devil's noises came to an abrupt end.
