"Everyone says that you guys are righteous, but why are you targeting innocent people instead of just targeting me?" The caucasian man spoke. His mission had already failed, and now he had to endure torture, but he couldn't let his loved one be involved.
Lu He responded calmly, "Kenneson, you have yourself to blame."
Kenneson raised his head, "Why?"
"In our line of work, we can't have emotions. Your emotions will get your loved one killed. If you're not ready to tell the truth, it's very likely that your loved one will suffer torment in Continent F. You should know what kind of place that is."
Lu He spoke and acted with a ruthless demeanor beyond his years.
He had killed too many people and had long lost his pure soul.
In this place, he was the lackey of the devil.
"Annie…" Kenneson muttered.