"How could he forget, forget the promises he made to us back then!"
As Morosa spoke, tears appeared in his eyes.
Although it was unclear if they were genuine or not, the founder of the Starry Sky in this story was indeed deserving of death!
He had deceived people into working for him, only to discard them once they were no longer useful.
But these things had nothing to do with Jian Wushuang.
"What you are saying has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to know!" he said coldly.
He could sympathize, but their positions were different, and there was no need to say comforting words.
It was now a matter of life or death.
He couldn't possibly join Morosa in rebelling against the Starry Sky, could he?
Without the founder of the Starry Sky, there would be no practitioners like them.
He couldn't possibly switch sides just because of the other party's grievances!
"You ingrate!"
