Twisting black into white and white into black—that is how the shameless operate.
Uncle Li had spent most of his life practicing medicine, saving lives, and offering free treatment, accumulating more merit than he could count. Yet, he found himself endlessly entangled with the loathsome Gu Sect. He wanted nothing more than to slap Qian San dead on the spot, but with so many eyes watching, he had nowhere to vent his rage. Besides, killing one Qian San wouldn't change anything; there would always be a Qian Four, a Qian Five, a Qian Six. The shameless are never truly finished off.
"Creating bad karma? We're the ones suffering bad karma, being targeted by a pack of shameless curs like you! Too cowardly to admit what you've done—a whole flock of spineless wretches, ptooey!" Qian San spat on the ground in utter disgust.
Chapter 227