"But what does this have to do with me?"
Zhou Qiaonian and Liu Lingyun looked at Han Zheng in disbelief, not expecting him to say something like that.
Holding the Heavenly Demon Transformation, Han Zheng said expressionlessly, "Your love story is touching, truly moving, but does it concern me?
Publicly, Zhou Qiaonian's collusion with the Blood Demon Sect in the name of love, allowing them to plunder tens of thousands, draining their Qi Blood Essence, is an unforgivable sin!
Personally, how much merit is killing a traitor of Zhou Qiaonian's level worth? Zhou Qiaonian, after being a Garrison Commander for so many years, should know this better than I do.
Your touching romance doesn't excuse neglecting your duties, letting so many die. Do they deserve to die? Do they deserve to become nourishment for the Blood Demon Sect?
You lose love, and they don't lose lives?
A hero? More like a coward!
Zhou Qiaonian, you truly are old, without any vigor left.
