What Makes a Devil

Jiang Aijian's sources had been walking on a knife's edge for many years. They slept with the tigers and did not know when they would lose their lives From the moment they decided to follow Jiang Aijian, they knew that they would most probably die. Their lives were light as a feather, and their deaths like a breeze. Perhaps, nobody would even remember them. However, they did not shun death and viewed it as an old friend.

Jiang Aijian felt his heart stir when he heard Lu Zhou's words. His impression of the great villain of the Evil Sky Pavilion changed again. What was a villain? What made a villain? Was someone who took away intelligent life and went against the laws of morality a villain? The longer he lived, the more he was convinced that everyone was a villain.

"You and you! I'd like to see how long he can keep this up!"

These two generals learned from their peers' mistakes. They advanced in a pincer attack. Their blades stirred up a gust of wind.