"How could a Demon Cultivator not do bad things!" Ye Wuyue's eyes widened, "It is precisely because they are Demon Cultivators that they do bad things."
"Isn't it because they do bad things that they become Demon Cultivators?" Fan Wubing asked, "If a Saint from Wenxin Heaven engages in sacrifices and massacre, would he be a Demon Cultivator?"
"How could a Saint do such things?" Ye Wuyue frowned.
Fan Wubing asked, "What if I were a Demon Cultivator?"
Ye Wuyue shook her head firmly, "How could you be a Demon Cultivator! Stop joking."
"What if I were? Would you kill me?"
Ye Wuyue's pupils slightly unfocused, gazing at Fan Wubing without being able to concentrate. At that moment, she recalled the letter her brother wrote her, saying to trust Fan Wubing no matter what.
She didn't know what to say and muttered, lowering her head, "You are not a Demon Cultivator."
