1252 Saint Might!

In the prison, Wu You and Pang Tong wandered around aimlessly, looking for someone whom they could get to 'repent'. However, from the dejected expressions on their faces, as if their wives had run off with someone, they had probably given up.

"This is too f*cking difficult!"

Wu You was an optimist, but he had no choice but to accept reality.

Convincing a person was far more difficult than killing one. If the other party was a great teacher whose perspectives and views were already established, the difficulty would be even greater. 

"I wonder who set this trial. They're simply the devil!"

Pang Tong cursed and kicked the wall angrily to vent his anger. "Unless a saint comes in person, no one will be able to complete the mission."

"Sun Mo should be able to do it, right?"

Wu You said enviously, "Didn't he help Secondary Saint Yang become a saint?"

"He's still short of two more!"

Pang Tong pursed his lips.