The mental devil snorted in acknowledgement, raising its head in pride.
"Then what are you doing right now?" Li Yao demanded.
"Nothing," the mental devil replied lazily. "After our discussion a moment ago, I feel that you are right and reasonable. Your words were such a great enlightenment to me! Yes, killing is not going to solve any problems. That's especially so given that human beings and demons might be brothers of the same origin who should live in peace. How can they attack each other?
"Therefore, now that so many of your 'brothers' are rushing toward you passionately, why don't you explain the ultimate truth of 'peaceful coexistence' with your deft tongue?"
Li Yao did not have the chance to curse before a highly-heated bullet swooshed past by his head and blew a giant tree in front of his face to smithereens.
The stinky smell of his hair being burnt immediately spread out.
