“Insolence!!!” Ming Shiyin bellowed as soon as they returned to their bedroom, “Absolutely shameless! Doesn’t he know a single thing about the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven? He’s a cultivator as well! Doesn’t he know what the resurrection of Oda Nobunaga’s soul means?!”

“There’s no use scolding him behind his back. He’s caught between a rock and a hard place after all.” Qin Ye laid down on his bed lazily and began to play with his phone.

“Ah? You seem to understand him fairly well, don’t you? Come here, let’s talk about how to unleash the full potential of this mirror…”

“No.” Qin Ye set down his phone, and a cold glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, “I understand his thought processes, but that doesn’t mean I agree with his methods. And even if I agree with his methods, it doesn’t mean I’d let him off the hook. He’s just lost his only chance at securing an afterlife of glory and honour in Hell. Furthermore, the only thing he’s managed to do is to incite the wrath and hatred of the future King Yanluo. I’ve never been a magnanimous person to begin with. The road to Hell’s revivification would be paved with the sacrifices of many souls. My compassion to him was a privilege, not an entitlement.”

Ming Shiyin grew taciturn momentarily, “I’ve discovered that you exude a very different air of disposition about you whenever you get serious about something. That said, I’m glad you’ve got that kind of self-awareness about you.”

“Kid, hold fast to that thought. You’ll encounter many similar encounters in...