"Can rebuilding this world really restore sanity?"
Lu Zixun's face expressed astonishment; this completely defied common sense.
"They're all insane," Gu Beihan said with a calm face, sighing as his gaze fell upon Lu Zixun.
"We cannot allow the Divine to descend in the Crimson Land. If there's even a hint of divine presence in this world, it will attract gods who should have perished."
"I've told you everything I can. By now, you should have made a decision in your heart, right?"
Gu Beihan's eyes flickered. "I want to use your strength to deal with those who don't know anything."
When Gu Beihan stated his purpose, Lu Zixun was not surprised.
Even if Gu Beihan had used so-called intelligence to exchange for his own life, Lu Zixun did not believe he could win the trust of the Crimson.
...
At this moment, Lu Zixun, noticing the change, looked rather unsightly.
That meant, even with his strength, living without worries in a First-order World was very difficult.
