"You're the one who crippled Wu Bubai's limbs?" Sai Zhuge asked in terror.
Now thinking of Wu Bubai lying in bed, writhing like a huge, human-shaped worm, he felt afraid and horrified. He never imagined that one day he would come face-to-face with the very culprit who crippled Wu Bubai, a sense of fear and dread washing over him unbidden. He was terrified that he would meet the same fate as Wu Bubai, where heaven wouldn't respond to his calls, and earth wouldn't hear his pleas.
Xiao Yao nodded and answered, "Yes, it was me."
"What on earth did we ever do to you to deserve such hatred?" Lai Xiaosan asked angrily.
Xiao Yao shook his head, "There's no deep hatred. Haven't I said it before? I simply can't stand seeing injustices. You've committed so many atrocities; if heaven won't take you, I shall seek justice for the victims."
Lai Xiaosan and Sai Zhuge were left incredulous and angry at Asura's bizarre yet righteous reasoning, feeling both amusement and unstoppable fury.
