"Sure."
The Black Dragon asked with some confusion, "I have no desire to kill anyone in this world."
"Then do you think you could never kill again?"
"Kill, yes."
"How can you kill without any desire to kill? If you have no desire to kill them, why would you kill them? There has to be a reason to kill someone, right?"
"If I need to kill someone, then they must have done something to seek their death. Why do you need a reason to kill? Only seeking death needs a reason."
"..."
The middle-aged man stood silently with an expressionless face, not trying to defend himself, but just casually waved his hand, and a large amount of fog enveloped the Black Dragon.
In almost the blink of an eye, the Black Dragon fell into unconsciousness.
And above the Black Dragon's head, there appeared an image engulfed in clouds, where the Black Dragon, now with no conscious memory, was caught in an illusion.
He wanted to see if the Black Dragon's performance in the illusion would be as he claimed.
