Upon hearing Ye Xingli's question, the man trembled slightly, his eyes flashing rapidly like those of a startled bird.
A hint of panic flashed across his eyes like a hidden undercurrent, yet Ye Xingli still managed to catch it as keenly as a spider's web.
However, he quickly put on a brave face, forcing a righteous expression on his face, as if using this false toughness to cover up his inner cowardice.
He stiffened his neck, raised his head high, and shouted loudly in a deliberately high-pitched voice.
He tried to add credibility to his words with this loud voice: "It was indeed told to me personally by a celestial being."
That immortal was truly possessing boundless magical power and extraordinary abilities.
With just a glance at the commoner, she discerned that he was merely experiencing a temporary stroke of bad luck and was not destined to perish in this calamity.
The immortal was compassionate and had the intention to save all living beings. Seeing the common people trapped in a desperate situation, he felt pity for them.
That's why he specially sent down instructions, telling the common people that they could prolong their lives through this method.
The immortal spoke clearly and unequivocally, saying that the day the project was completed would be the day that this humble person would be healed and reborn.
"This humble citizen's actions are truly a desperate measure for survival; it's a last resort!"
Ye Xingli listened to this absurd and flawed statement.
The anger in my heart was like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time and was about to erupt. In an instant, it was completely ignited, and the fiery anger burst out like surging lava.
His eyes were wide open in anger, bulging like copper bells, and the fury emanating from them seemed to materialize into flames.
We must devour this stubborn and unrepentant villain in an instant.
He slammed his gavel down with a loud "crack!" that exploded like a thunderclap in the silent, oppressive, almost suffocating room.
The sound was like a heavy hammer, making everyone's eardrums ache. The entire room seemed to tremble slightly under the impact of this powerful shockwave, and dust fell from the walls.
Ye Xingli trembled violently with rage, his chest heaving rapidly like a bellows, his eyebrows furrowed tightly together, resembling two angry black dragons poised to pounce.
He stared coldly at the person before him, his gaze like two gleaming blades piercing straight into the depths of the other's soul.
His eyes were filled with disdain, anger, and a steadfast defense of justice, and his tone was full of sarcasm and rebuke.
He laughed loudly, his voice booming like a bell: "You audacious madman! You are so selfish and self-serving that it is outrageous, and so absurd that it is intolerable to heaven and earth!"
You keep talking about your so-called precious life, as if everything in the world should make way for you, but you completely ignore the dozen or so precious lives that you cruelly harmed!
They are all born of parents, have flesh and blood, and harbor beautiful dreams and hopes for life.
Their lives are no different from yours; they are not as lowly as ants or weeds, to be trampled upon at will!
In your twisted mind, are other people's lives so worthless that you can so wantonly take them away? Your actions are utterly depraved and inhumane!
He paused briefly, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath, forcefully suppressing the surging anger within him that threatened to overwhelm his reason.
He then spoke again, his voice trembling slightly with anger, yet filled with determination and authority.
He continued angrily, "Furthermore, the creation of Arhat statues should be a solemn, sacred, awe-inspiring, and devout act."
It should be a symbol of conveying kindness and promoting justice, a sacred object to which people's hearts are entrusted.
But in the hands of you, a heartless and wicked villain, it has become an evil means for you to satisfy your selfish desires and wantonly disregard human life!
How dare you shamelessly claim that such an extremely cruel act was a necessary measure to prolong your life? It's utterly absurd and shameless!
What principle or rule dictates that sculpting an Arhat statue must involve placing an innocent person alive within it?
This is clearly a high-sounding, self-deceiving excuse you've fabricated to cover up your heinous crimes! Your blasphemy is so egregious that it only compoundes your sins!
As Ye Xingli spoke, the anger in his eyes grew even stronger, as if he wanted to burn the entire world to ashes to cleanse it of its evils.
He raised his voice again, his tone like thunder, and shouted sharply, word by word: "And that so-called 'immortal' you speak of!"
If, as you say, he is a compassionate immortal who takes it upon himself to save all living beings, how could he have come up with such an inhumane and cruel method?
Such cruel methods are utterly immoral and intolerable!
It's clearly a ridiculous excuse you made up out of thin air to cover up your countless heinous crimes!
Do you think you can deceive me and escape the law with such a clumsy lie?
Stop trying to deny it! Confess immediately and tell the whole truth about your crimes. Perhaps you can be treated leniently because of your honesty!
When the words "Arhat" struck the man like a heavy hammer, his body, which had been feigning composure, trembled violently as if struck by a sharp lightning bolt.
The look of terror in his eyes surged forth like a raging storm, like a ghost startled by a bright light in the dark night—fleeting yet incredibly vivid.
However, almost at the same instant, he suppressed his inner panic and quickly put on a mask of mockery.
A contemptuous smile curled at the corners of his mouth, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt, as if Ye Xingli and Lu Yunqi were the most foolish and insignificant ants in the world.
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