Prince and I in Desert Island

Sisi was the person that Demon Face was willing to sacrifice himself for, and I was the person that Sisi was willing to sacrifice herself for. I didn't know when Sisi had changed.    

    

However, when I was in danger, she unhesitatingly stood in front of me. If not for the fact that Demon Face had already died, she would have died for a man who had never revealed his feelings.    

    

To love someone may be to ignore oneself in times of crisis, clearly caring in the heart but pretending not to care, love does not necessarily say out, deep in the heart silently to give do not ask for the return of love is pure.    

    

Sisi thanks for your love, thank you care, thank you care, and thank you for disregarding your own safety.    

    

My eyes turned again to the man on the ground, screaming. I didn't have a shred of sympathy for him, nor did I have a shred of pity for him. Everything was because of him. If it wasn't for the fact that Sisi wasn't injured, Demon Face wouldn't have died.    

    

I don't care who he used to be or what he did.    

    

Dao Ba killed the Demon Face in front of me and injured Sisi. He deserved to die. Although I didn't kill the Demon Face, he died because of me.    

    

"What else do you have to say?" I pointed at Dao Ba and said.    

    

Scarface rolled on the ground, ignoring me.    

    

"What about you?" I asked, pointing my sword at the man behind Scar.    

    

"Is killing really that cool? Can you just kill people for the sake of your goals? Both were born from your parents, and if it were you who died, would your parents feel sad? Don't you feel guilty about others dying at your hands? " Wang Yao walked to their side and said in a choked voice.    

    

Hearing Wang Yao's words, the people behind Demon Face all lowered their heads. They were moved by Wang Yao's words.    

    

"With a single thought, you become Buddha. With a single thought, you become Demons. You all can leave. I hope you all can return to your ways." Wang Yao said to them.    

    

"Leader, we were wrong. We are willing to change our minds and turn over a new leaf. If we commit another crime, we will die to apologize for it." The man behind Scar face said in unison as he knelt on the ground.    

    

Now that they completely acknowledged Wang Yao as the leader of Miller Corps, at this moment, Mo Sen arrived with a large group of Miller Corps men, quickly surrounding the kneeling man.    

    

"What should the leader do with them?" Mo Sen respectfully asked Wang Yao.    

    

"Let them go. I'll give them a chance," Wang Yao said as she looked at Mo Sen.    

    

"Leader, according to the rules of the Miller Corps, as long as they commit an offense, they won't leave anyone alive. If we let them go, will there be any consequences?" Mo Sen timidly looked at Wang Yao and said.    

    

"Rules are rules. The fate of each of you is in your own hands. I don't want to dictate your fate. They were only bewitched by Dao Ba. "I believe that if I give them a chance, they will treasure it." Wang Yao said as she looked at Mo Sen.    

    

"Okay!" The Red Haired King looked at Wang Yao and gave her a thumbs up.    

    

The person kneeling on the ground was moved to tears after hearing Wang Yao's words.    

    

"Now do you know why I gave my Mo Sha Token to Wang Yao?" The red-furred ghost king looked at the men from Miller's army and said.    

    

"Because leader Wang Yao is a kind and benevolent person, she can subdue others with her virtue." Mo Sen sincerely said.    

    

"That's right. Miller Corps has never lacked experts with top martial arts skills, but they just lack a leader that you can wholeheartedly accept." The red-furred Ghost King sighed with emotion.