Lu Zhou's series of questions caused the man not to stand straight.
"When the person you wanted to kill died, you were unable to contain your anger and swore to kill all the heartless people in the world. However, you did not know that your momentary joy was built upon the pain of others."
The more Lu Zhou spoke, the colder his expression became.
"There are some people that deserve to die, yet they just can't die. As for you, although you appear to be venting your anger for those people that are as pitiful as you, you are actually harming them."
The man staggered a few steps back and roared crazily, "I'm saving them! I'm not wrong! I'm not wrong!"
Lu Zhou retorted sarcastically, "You're harming them."
"I'm not! I'm not!"
The man suddenly hugged his head and roared at Lu Zhou with a ferocious expression.
