Hearing the inhuman cries coming from next door, the old man looked at Tang Fei and said, "You're not human."
"In this life, who hasn't been forced to do something they didn't want to?" Tang Fei looked at the old man with a serious face, his words laced with sarcasm, "He took people's money and did their dirty work, living a carefree and happy life... So should I just deserve to be killed by him?"
"When he ambushed me in the snow and ruthlessly tried to kill me, he should have expected this outcome... Does he have the right to kill, but others don't have the right to kill him? Why?"
"His son is pitiable, but he is that way because of him... Besides, the son is his, what does that have to do with me?"
"You could have easily stabbed him to death, so why waste one of my Death Sentences? Drawing these symbols is quite troublesome..."
The old man looked at Tang Fei skeptically and asked, "You don't want to kill him, you want him to live?"