Chapter 1213: Little Thief
Zhao Yuqing had an exceptionally simple understanding of the world.
If anyone annoyed him or wanted to kill him, he would simply kill them first. That way, the world would be at peace.
This wasn't just a fleeting thought; he had actually done it, and succeeded.
Though he possessed noble righteousness, some of his ideas were more demonic than the demonic path itself. This made him a true maverick; for all these years, he was the only person living on Yunfu Mountain.
Chen Changsheng quietly admired him for this.
After all, such absolute freedom to act on one's desires was not something ordinary people could achieve.
However, looking at him now, things were not going so well.
Ever since the Heavenly Dao began hunting him, he had grown increasingly uneasy. His speech had lost its grace, and his hostility had grown heavy.
"You never go anywhere these days anyway," Chen Changsheng said. "You might as well stay in the Underworld. It's peaceful here. If you get bored, there's plenty of work to do. Bullying the cultivators who come here looking for trouble could be quite entertaining."