1168 Let it go, I am not a butcher
Feng Qingchen lamented that Zhezhe was too cold-blooded and heartless, but the people from the Demon Cult, and even Qu Xihua, acted as if it was a matter of course. When the people from the Demon Cult heard what Zhezhe said, they even showed ecstasy in their eyes.
Feng Qingchen just felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he felt relieved after thinking about it. Looking at the personalities of Qu Xihua and Zhezhe, he could guess how cold-blooded and selfish these people in the Demon Cult were.
They will definitely be happy if sacrificing Qu Xihua allows them to survive.
Although the Demon Cult has been doing well over the years, it has not been accepted by the nations and martial artists. The Demon Cult members' desire to survive is stronger than that of ordinary people, and they...
They don't understand morality, they just want to survive, and live well, even if it means stepping on the corpses of their companions.
Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Uncle, wanting to see what he would do.
Such a group of people would be a nuisance if they stayed. If she were in his shoes, she would choose to root them out completely in order to eliminate the trouble forever, even if she felt sorry for them.
This child, Zhezhe, is so cruel at such a young age. He will definitely become a big devil when he grows up.
As a result, the decision of the Ninth Prince was beyond Feng Qingchen's expectations. The Ninth Prince raised her high, but then put her down gently. Not only did he generously let go of the people from the Demon Sect, he even did not take Qu Xihua's life, and threw the half-dead Qu Xihua to Zhezhe.
How could they handle it like this? Didn't the Ninth Prince come to the Demon Cult to look for something? If he let Qu Xihua go, how else would he look for it?
Feng Qingchen frowned slightly, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and watched how the Ninth Prince's play would play out.
Zhezhe looked at the Ninth Uncle with a puzzled look in his eyes, his eyes full of doubt.
He didn't understand. The Ninth Prince had put so much thought into it, even coming to the Holy Land to kill everyone, but in the end he didn't kill them all. This was really unlike the Ninth Prince that Zhezhe knew.
However, no matter how many doubts Zhezhe had, he didn't dare to ask.
The Ninth Prince Uncle and he are so different. In front of the Ninth Prince Uncle, he can only accept and has no right to say no.
Zhezhe knelt down in front of the Ninth Prince again, thanking him for not killing him. The people from the Demon Cult also knelt down one after another.
These people were very afraid of death, and perhaps they had hatred in their hearts, but at this moment, in order to survive, they dared not have any hatred towards the Ninth Prince. They only had gratitude and admiration for the Ninth Prince.
They were grateful to the Ninth Prince for letting them go and admired his strength and broad-mindedness.
In this world, not everyone has the magnanimity of the Ninth Prince, who lets his enemies go when he could have killed them all.
The Ninth Prince gave in and decided not to pursue the matter of Qu Xihua's offense anymore. Logically, they should have withdrawn their troops and left, but the Ninth Prince unexpectedly brought up the issue of Feng Qingchen's medical fees.
The Ninth Prince said that since the Demon Cult sent Zhezhe to Feng Qingchen for treatment, they had to pay Feng Qingchen's medical fees. According to Feng Qingchen's charging standards, the Demon Cult had to give Feng Qingchen one thousand taels of gold.
When these words were spoken, all the members of the Demon Cult and Zhezhe were stunned.
Could it be that the Ninth Prince came to the Demon Cult with such fanfare just to help Feng Qingchen collect the medical fees?
If this is the case, aren’t they being wronged?
Feng Qingchen gave a knowing smile.
She just thought, there is no way the Ninth Prince would be so easy to talk to. The medical fees were just a cover. The Ninth Prince's goal was what he wanted.
Sure enough, when Zhezhe said that the medical fees would be sent to Dongling as soon as possible, the Ninth Prince disagreed and asked the Demon Cult to pay the medical fees immediately, otherwise...
He is not polite!
boom……
The noble image of the Ninth Prince in the hearts of the Demon Cult members collapsed in an instant.
This is not a luxurious and elegant prince at all, he is clearly a bandit. He is shouting and killing for one thousand taels of gold. This behavior is really bandit-like.
The members of the Demon Cult despised him in their hearts, but dared not show it on their faces. They all lowered their heads and obeyed submissively.
A few smart ones thought that the Ninth Prince must have ulterior motives, and wondered in their minds what the Demon Cult had that was worthy of the Ninth Prince's attention.
No matter what the members of the Demon Cult thought, facing the powerful Ninth Prince, they had no other choice but to surrender. The members of the Demon Cult all looked at Zhezhe anxiously, asking Zhezhe to quickly agree to the Ninth Prince and do as the Ninth Prince said.
Although Zhezhe couldn't think of too much at the moment, he understood that he didn't have the power to fight against the Ninth Uncle. No matter how unreasonable the Ninth Uncle's request was, he could only agree.
Zhezhe nodded without hesitation, but the Demon Cult simply did not have that much gold right now, so Zhezhe asked the Ninth Uncle if he could use something else instead.
The Ninth Prince looked at Zhezhe meaningfully, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his hand, and asked the Black Cavalry to take action.
The black cavalry rushed into every stone cave like a swarm of locusts and almost emptied the Demon Cult. Zhezhe and the other members of the Demon Cult were angry but dared not say anything.
In this way, they moved for nearly half an hour, and only when all the valuables of the Demon Cult were placed in the main hall did the Black Knights stop.
"Master." The Black Knight held a wooden box in both hands and respectfully presented it to the Ninth Uncle.
The Ninth Prince took it, opened it, took a look, and then put the box away.
"Count them, take away things worth one thousand taels of gold, and leave the rest to Young Master Qu, so that Young Master Qu won't mistake me for a bandit." Everyone in the Demon Cult believed that the Ninth Prince was a bandit, even Feng Qingchen thought so, but...
After the Ninth Prince said this, no one dared to say a word more.
At this time, both smart and stupid people understood that the Ninth Prince was not here to send Zhezhe back, nor was he here to ask for medical fees from Feng Qingchen. He came for the things in the wooden box.
This is the case of an innocent man being guilty of possessing a treasure!
The weak have no right to resist. Even though the members of the Demon Cult understand this, they dare not say a word. They can only watch the Black Riders pick out the light and small items and leave.
Before leaving, the Ninth Prince walked up to Zhezhe and said condescendingly: "Young Master Qu, I hope that next time we meet, you will be better than today. This king is looking forward to Young Master Qu becoming the second Qu Sect Leader."
These words were to tell Zhezhe that he was not afraid of the Demon Cult at all, nor was he afraid of Zhezhe's revenge, so he dared to let Zhezhe and the people of the Demon Cult survive.
"Why? Why don't you kill me? Why let us go?" Leaving him and the people from the Demon Cult behind would definitely be a hidden danger. Even if it wouldn't take the Ninth Prince's life, it would still make him unable to sleep or eat.
Zhezhe really wanted to know the reason, but he regretted it as soon as he asked. It would be fine if the Ninth Prince would let them go, so there was no need to get to the bottom of it.
I thought the Ninth Prince would not answer, but he spoke up: "I am not a butcher. Apart from Master Qu, no one else has offended me. Why should I kill them all? As for your revenge? Do you think I am afraid?"
Leaving behind these arrogant words and the image of a strong man who has the final say, the Ninth Prince left with most of the Demon Cult's property, with Qu Xihua looking at him with resentment, without caring about anything behind him at all.
Many years later, those who survived the Demon Cult could not forget the powerful and frightening self-confidence of the Ninth Prince, and they did not dare to think of revenge.
The Ninth Prince is so powerful that he is not afraid of their revenge at all. If the Demon Cult messes with the Ninth Prince again, they will definitely be slaughtered.
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