“Did I mention that it’s only thanks to you that I was able to survive, Ye Qing?”0

Chen Cang sneered. “Every time I feel like I can’t stand it any longer, I will remember you, what you did to me, and everything I had to go through because of you. Suddenly, I don’t feel like ending my life anymore.”0

“After all, how can I pass onto the afterlife when you are still alive? If I die, then who else is left to make you pay for what you’ve done?”0

“Sounds like you owe me your life,” Ye Qing said.0

“Indeed. It is all thanks to you. I could never have become a Trueman so quickly if not for you.” Chen Cang chuckled darkly. “As thanks, I shall reward you with an experience worse than death itself.”0

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but you can’t kill me even if you’ve become a Trueman, much less ‘reward’ me.” Ye Qing replied indifferently, “How about I make you a counter offer? You let me end your miserable life, and I’ll see you off to the cycle of samsara. With luck, you’ll get to live as an actual human next time.”0

Having figured out the truth of the situation, Ye Qing was no...0