The Sectless Cultivator’s Sincerity

The black-robed cultivator was slightly startled. He did not expect Lu Zhou to be so blunt. However, he maintained his smile and said, "As the saying goes, 'Having another friend is better than making another enemy'."

"This saying doesn't apply to me. I have many enemies; making another enemy isn't going to make a difference," Lu Zhou replied indifferently.

The black-robed cultivator. "..."

The black-robed felt like he had reached his wit's end. At this point, was there still a point in talking? However, he was not confident he could defeat the old man in front of him. As the saying went, 'Might makes right'. Therefore, he could only continue to say, "What benefits do you gain by killing him?"

"It can assuage my anger, vent my disciple's anger, and shake the hearts of the cultivators in this world…" Lu Zhou replied with a straight face.

"..." The black-robed cultivator remained silent.

The atmosphere became extremely oppressive.