Mo Lin was surrounded by this group of people.
Whether they're being instigated or not, these people were bold enough to block Mo Lin's path.
"You've caused the death of so many people, don't you feel guilty?" A woman pointed at Mo Lin's face and accused him.
"My father was killed by you. You're truly a beast!"
Another woman also cursed at Mo Lin angrily.
"Do you all think my actions are brutal?" Mo Lin pointed at himself and retorted.
"Yes, it's not just brutal, it's utterly inhumane."
The woman cursed at Mo Lin angrily: "You're simply a cold-blooded animal, totally emotionless."
"Do you know how many people you've killed? At least tens of thousands." The woman's voice was hoarse.
"Bad man... You're a bad man..." A child around seven years old slapped Mo Lin's calf with their right hand.
Mo Lin looked down and saw the child riding a man who was as thin as a skeleton.
Rather than calling it a person, it was more like a monster.
