The moment these sentimental words left her mouth, Bai Lin was stunned.
How many demons had died by his hand? How many demon kinds had he personally wiped out? When had he ever been this soft-hearted?
And this Bo Qi's demonic power had already degenerated. Even if he didn't die today, he wouldn't live long.
Soft-heartedness was never supposed to be part of Bai Lin's nature.
Jin Hu and Gui Suishou, standing at the very back, sensed this too.
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