Upon seeing this, Lu Yunqi's already cold and stern face grew even more somber, as if the sky before a storm was filled with gloom.

His brows were furrowed tightly, like two steep mountain peaks about to merge, the ravine between them seemingly capable of burying all the evils of the world.

He stared coldly at the stubborn, unrepentant villain before him, his eyes like a sharp, gleaming sword, carrying a chilling edge that could pierce through all hypocrisy.

It was as if they wanted to pierce through the other person's seemingly tough but actually fragile mask of pretense, exposing the ugliness in his heart to everyone.

Then, he snorted coldly, a snort like a howling wind sweeping across the polar regions in the dead of winter, carrying a biting chill that instantly spread through the air.

His voice was as cold as ice, each word like a knife, as he coldly rebuked, "Stop spouting nonsense and trying to confuse the public!"

You keep saying you want to live, but why did you cruelly kill those dozen or so young lives?

They, like you, are all living beings in this world, harboring beautiful aspirations and earnest hopes for life.

Each of them has their own dreams, family, and future; their lives are equally precious.

Did they hinder your survival? Don't they also want to live a good life?

But you, in order to satisfy your twisted desires and for your so-called selfishness, resort to any means necessary and regard the lives of others as insignificant as ants.

You villain, you are utterly depraved and your actions are outrageous and unforgivable!

The crimes you have committed are countless, yet you still dare to try to justify yourself with clever words. You are utterly shameless and utterly devoid of any sense of decency!

Although the man was tightly bound, he did not change his stubborn and unyielding appearance at all, and his resentment was almost overflowing.

Like a stubborn bull determined to defy the whole world, no one can change its obstinacy.

He stiffened his neck, as if it were a weapon he used to defend the absurd "truth," his face flushed, and he continued to shout at the top of his lungs.

The voice rampaged through the confined interrogation space, carrying a desperate, relentless frenzy.

"The terrible disease I suffer from is like a nightmare that follows me everywhere! It is like a vicious snake that has been coiling around me tightly."

It gnaws at the common people's bodies day and night, tormenting them until they are emaciated and restless.

In order to get rid of this torment, I spared no expense and visited every doctor in the city with even a little reputation.

Those doctors, who usually boasted of their superb medical skills and miraculous healing abilities, all looked solemn and shook their heads helplessly after examining the commoner's illness.

He bluntly stated that the disease was incurable, penetrating to the bone marrow, and that no matter who it was, they could only lament their helplessness.

This humble citizen has already embarked on an irreversible path to ruin, and my days are numbered.

At this point, he paused slightly, and a strange, smug look suddenly appeared on his face.

It was as if what he was about to tell was the most remarkable adventure of his life: "Just when I was in despair and filled with hopelessness, a miracle happened."

That day, I, a humble commoner, dragged my sickly body and wandered aimlessly in the desolate wilderness.

Thinking to myself, perhaps dying in this desolate place would be a kind of relief.

But who could have imagined that, in that moment of confusion, this humble commoner would unexpectedly encounter an immortal?

That immortal was dressed in a long black robe, his clothes fluttering, as if he were untouched by the dust of the mortal world. He had an otherworldly air about him and was clearly no ordinary person.

The immortal, being compassionate, took pity on the common people and told them this method.

The immortal said that if I did as he said, my life would be saved. I was truly desperate and only wanted to survive, so I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure!

Otherwise, I, a humble citizen, would have long since turned to dust, and I wouldn't be here arguing with you!

Ye Xingli listened quietly to his absurd and flawed remarks, his whole body trembling slightly with anger, his hands clenched into fists.

His knuckles were pale from excessive force, and his chest heaved violently like a bellows, as if a raging fire might burst from his mouth at any moment.

He was so angry at these absurd words that he almost laughed out loud, but he knew he couldn't let his anger cloud his judgment.

Because he understood that only by suppressing the raging anger within him, which surged like a tsunami, and maintaining calm and rationality, could he succeed.

Only then can we extract more crucial clues from this extremely cunning person and uncover the hidden truth behind it all.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the anger that was about to break free of his reason, and tried his best to make his tone sound as calm as possible.

However, despite his best efforts to conceal it, the raging fire of anger burning in his eyes was still like that of a trapped beast.

It flickered and danced wildly deep within her eyes, impossible to completely conceal.

He stared coldly at the stubborn person in front of him, his gaze like two icy arrows shooting straight at the other.

He continued to press on, enunciating each word slowly and deliberately, through gritted teeth: "Hmph, what exactly is this utterly absurd and outrageous method? And who told you about it?"

I advise you to tell the truth, and stop trying to fabricate these absurd lies full of loopholes!