Zhou Dao's eyes slightly hardened, "Lv Xianyang, you are a double agent."
"Zhou Dao, you really are very formidable. No wonder so many people can't defeat you... They are dead, and it seems I am going to die too," Lv Xianyang couldn't help but bitterly smile.
"Why die? It's good to be alive," Zhou Dao said blandly.
"You won't kill me?" Lv Xianyang was stunned.
"The old friends on the road have dwindled to a few... Those who are alive should live well," Zhou Dao sighed.
Lv Xianyang was pitiful; he didn't know that he was merely a chess piece in a game with no end.
The Demon Control Department and the Demon Suppression Bureau had always been one body, the left and right hands of the Qin Emperor, representing the light and darkness of the human world, both indispensable.
This secret was known only by successive emperors of Great Qin and the highest will of the Demon Control Department and the Demon Suppression Bureau...