"I should kill all the noble clans."
Mr. Wen stared, dumbfounded, and said, "Aren't you afraid that will cause chaos everywhere? Who will take care of the common people then?"
"By then, I will have become an Immortal, naturally pursuing what delights my senses and satisfies my intellect. Why should I accommodate others?"
Gu Wen slightly tilted his head with a smile, reached out toward the distant mansion ablaze with lights, and in an instant, streaks of light soared into the sky.
When people died, the fire died; it did not burn objects afar, nor did it harm the innocent.
"Jucai, now that I've killed them, do they still have any objections?"
Jiang Jucai stood frozen, once again too scared to move.
Gu Wen saw his long silence, looked back, and realized he had gone too far. He reached out as before, gently stroked the top of his head, and spoke softly, "Alright, now it's your turn to clean up the mess."
