Chen Changsheng stood in the courtyard, gazing at the two people within. He had met Zhou Tong several times, but he didn't know him very well. He didn't even recognize the other person, but there were not many people that were able to sit across from Zhou Tong and drink tea. He could get a rough guess as to this person's identity, so he had a reason to kill him.
He had come to kill Zhou Tong, because he was about to die.
Before he died, there were always some things he wanted to do, some things that followed his heart. This could be considered his final bout of madness, or a firework released before the curtain fell.
He was the successor of the Orthodoxy, so actively or passively, he would gain many enemies and rivals, but he truly did not have many people that he wished to die, no personal enemies. There were no demons in the capital, Liang Xiaoxiao had committed suicide, Zhuang Huanyu had committed suicide, so only Zhou Tong was left.
