“You May Call Me the Mind Emperor!”

"Kill me!" Zheng Longxie's eyes held the resolve to face death without fear. He knew there was no chance of survival for him anymore. But he had long prepared himself to die, because he had already lost all hope of continuing to live. His son was dead, and so was his wife. With only himself left, what meaning was there in living? If there was one regret, it was that he had failed to personally kill his enemies and avenge his hatred!