The humanoid body twitched after taking five or six steps before slowly collapsing.
Glug!
All the family heads swallowed hard.
The head of the Wu family had cultivated for a thousand years; he would be at least a Martial Saint level outside. I never expected him to die like this.
This person is too strong!
"Feng Wuhen, you still came!" Aunt Bai sighed softly, her eyes flashing with complex emotions.
Feng Wuhen chuckled, "I should have come much earlier. If it weren't for that blind old man, I wouldn't be here so late!"
"No, you shouldn't have come!"
"But I came anyway!"
"This is a path of no return; it will bring retribution from the Great Dao!"
"No, this is the true path!"
"Resentment is not the way!"
"Hehe, after cultivating for so many years, you still have the sense of good and evil, right and wrong! Lady White, your understanding is too poor! Cultivators are not bound by cause and effect!"
Aunt Bai shook her head. “You’re wrong. A cultivator doesn’t ignore cause and effect, but rather doesn’t deny it! There is no absolute right or wrong, but that doesn’t mean there is no good or evil. A true cultivator doesn’t just look down on cause and effect, but understands it and respects it. You’ve put the cart before the horse, and you’re on a wrong path!”
“I’m not here to argue with you about the law, nor do I want to be lectured by you. You know perfectly well why I’m here!”
Feng Wuhen seemed unwilling to argue with Aunt Bai any longer, and slowly extended his hand.
Give it to me!
"What?"
"A golden tobacco pouch!"
"It's not with me!" Aunt Bai shook her head and replied truthfully.
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