"Shut up! Or I'll tear your mouth apart right now!" Zhu Wanqing slapped the Seventeenth Master across the face. His left ear went numb, and his head spun. He had been beaten by women several times these past few days, and the Seventeenth Master had been suppressing a nameless rage deep inside. But with his hands tied, he couldn't vent it, so he gritted his teeth and swallowed a deep breath.
"Do you know what it means to live a peaceful and prosperous life? What does it mean to live an ordinary life? You are a prince of the Qing Dynasty, how would you know how ordinary people survive?" Zhu Wanqing roared angrily.
Zhu Wanqing was furious because she discovered that some people had been swayed by the Seventeenth Prince's words and were showing signs of backing out. This terrified Zhu Wanqing; she absolutely could not allow her people to waver at this point. Holding her pregnant belly, Zhu Wanqing earnestly asked everyone, "Have you forgotten who destroyed our homes? How did your family and friends die? Although everything is in the past, hatred must never be easily forgotten..."
Zhu Wanqing's words rekindled everyone's memories, and some people's faces showed trembling hatred, with angry flames flashing in their eyes. Zhu Wanqing continued, "The rulers of the Qing Dynasty have always been invaders. They developed their power by trampling on other people's homes and seizing other people's territories."
Zhu Wanqing pointed outside and asked, word by word, "The scene outside is the best example! The Qing army attacked our island indiscriminately and started killing our sisters right away. How can we trust such people?"
Everyone was stunned, then some realized that Zhu Wanqing was right. The Qing army was slaughtering right before their eyes; how could they easily let them go? Seeing this, the Seventeenth Prince hurriedly shouted, "That's not it! That's not it! Don't listen to this vixen's nonsense! As long as you give up resisting, my Thirteenth Brother will definitely not continue killing!"
Zhu Wanqing turned around and looked at the Seventeenth Master with contempt, questioning, "You can't even protect yourself, what right do you have to talk to us? Do you know how these people's families died?" The Seventeenth Master looked around in panic and found that everyone's expression was filled with infinite grief.
“They are all homeless people, and their relatives were killed by your Qing emperor. Do you really think we would side with our enemies again?” Zhu Wanqing said.
Seventeenth Master shook his head, unwilling to believe Zhu Wanqing's words, and kept urging, "No, you mustn't believe me. Fourth Brother is definitely not that kind of person. He never kills innocent people indiscriminately. As long as you abandon your evil ways and come to the light, I guarantee you'll all be fine! Even if there was hatred from the previous generation, we shouldn't perpetuate that hatred..."
Zhu Wanqing gave the black-clad hall master a warning, and the black-clad hall master immediately struck the Seventeenth Master on the neck with a palm strike. Before the Seventeenth Master could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground.
Zhu Wanqing consistently ruled the White Lotus Sect by vilifying the Qing Dynasty and inciting hatred among the Han Chinese towards the Manchus. The reason the members of the White Lotus Sect obeyed Zhu Wanqing so readily was because they shared a common goal—overthrowing the Qing and restoring the Ming. Without hatred as a bond, how could Zhu Wanqing have gathered so many homeless women together? Now, the Seventeenth Prince is challenging Zhu Wanqing's bottom line. If it weren't for the fact that the Seventeenth Prince is her only bargaining chip, Zhu Wanqing would have killed him outright in a fit of rage.
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