Chapter 353 Fu Liaoyi's Third Transaction_2

Then, Li Mingbo really died in an inconceivable way.

His expression fluctuated wildly, as he battled with himself internally, while his hands trembled slightly holding this pale yellow piece of parchment.

In the end, he let out a long sigh.

Killing a person was of no use.

There were too many such things in the world, and the death of one person wouldn't change anything.

Without pushing forward procedural justice, social progress, or the Sunshine Project, relying solely on killing was not very meaningful; on the contrary, it might strengthen one's own laziness and erode one's will.

Lu Wenming paced back and forth in the room, slowly but surely making up his mind...

"I shouldn't use this privilege to kill; instead, I should transform it into spiritual power."

"Whenever I feel hopeless and lose faith, it will be the strongest pillar of support on a spiritual level. As long as I don't use this trump card, I won't be defeated by difficulties; it will always be my trump card."