But Ye Qiu's sudden action caught everyone off guard.
"Long Ling, kill those two brothers and bury them somewhere," Ye Qiu said, turning to Long Ling.
"yes."
Long Ling turned around and went to do his work without saying a word.
Xia Li walked to Ye Qiu's side and whispered, "I thought you weren't going to kill him."
"Why not kill them?" Ye Qiu said calmly, "If I were to show mercy and let them go back, many innocent people in our Great Xia would surely die in the future, because they are all loyal to their Western Temple."
So even if Lao Jiba respects me, he and his two sons must die. I will not allow the Western Daoist tradition to taint the Great Xia. I will kill them all and leave no survivors.
"You are the same. Put away your compassionate hearts. An enemy is an enemy. To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to your own people. Kill those who deserve it. Do you all understand?"
"I understand."
The crowd responded in unison, their eyes filled with reverence.
“Alright, Xia Li, take them back to continue their cultivation,” Ye Qiu said.
"good."
Xia Li nodded vigorously.
"Everyone, hurry up and cultivate, don't waste your time."
Ye Qiu waved his hand, turned and left, quickly returning to the place where Mu Qing was cultivating.
At this moment, Mu Qing's brows were furrowed, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead; she was clearly not in a good state.
This startled Ye Qiu, who thought Mu Qing had encountered a problem with her cultivation and hurriedly checked on her condition.
However, after the examination, Mu Qing was found to have no problems.
Just as Ye Qiu was about to ask a question, Mu Qing suddenly spoke up: "Ye Qingdi, if you dare to touch a single hair on my husband's head, I will make you pay a terrible price."
Upon hearing this, Ye Qiu's hair stood on end!
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