"Your so-called revenge amounts to nothing more than creating more Corridor Rivers in Mingjiang Prefecture, sacrificing the lives of innocent civilians to fulfill your grand dream of vengeance. Do you really think you are on par with the Peach Blossom Witch?"
"You... you're just an immature child... you've never experienced famine and drought firsthand.
Even 'the suffering of the human world' is nothing more than four characters you've read in books. What right do you have to lecture me?"
"I'm not lecturing you; I'm merely buying time." Zhou Xuan said with ease, "And now, the timing is just right—Old Hua has arrived. From this moment onward, Mingjiang Prefecture will lose Mr. Feng."
Another sharp strike of the gavel rang out.
Mr. Feng, no longer trapped in his dream, suddenly saw flames ignite around his feet,
