Ye Wudao patted the Eighteenth Nightingale Group on the shoulder and said: "I am worthy of brother Shalang. You are Shalang's father. In terms of seniority, you are still my elder."
"You don't need to kneel down when you see me in the future."
The subordinates dare not.
The Eighteen Nightingale Group members repeatedly refused: "It was the master who gave me this life. The Eighteen Nightingale Group members are the master's people in life and the master's ghost in death. They dare not be presumptuous."
Ye Wudao: "This is an order."
The word "command" is as heavy as Mount Tai to the Nightingale Group.
No one in the Nightingale group dares to disobey.
Even if they are asked to set themselves on fire, they will execute it without hesitation.
Now the Eighteenth Nightingale Group didn't dare to say anything more, so they could only bite the bullet and agree: "I will take the order."
Ye Wudao walked up to Xiaodao. Xiaodao had been tortured to the point of dying. He was covered in wounds and bleeding from all his orifices.
His swollen eyes were squinted and he stared at Ye Wudao: "Give me...give me a good time...please..."
Ye Wudao shook his head: "I'm sorry. Death is the most merciful punishment here. You don't deserve the most merciful punishment."
Xiao Dao smiled bitterly.
He didn't think Ye Wudao was joking, because compared with what he had experienced before, death was indeed the most merciful punishment.
Xiaodao: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Ye Wudao: "It's very simple. Find a way to bring me to the place of pilgrimage."
Xiaodao said quickly: "It's impossible. Everyone is registered there, and every time they enter that place, they have to verify their identity."
"For strangers to enter, it is as difficult as climbing to heaven."
Ye Wudao: "This is nothing you should worry about. Just take us there."
Xiaodao was silent and hesitant.
Ye Wudao: "You'd better give me an answer as soon as possible. My patience is limited."
Xiao Dao said: "I can promise you, but you also have to promise me a condition."
Ye Wudao: "Say."
Xiaodao: "I know that I have sinned so much that I can't possibly live. But please don't implicate my family. They are innocent."
Ye Wudao was a little surprised: "Didn't you say before that you had become a cold-blooded and ruthless puppet? Why do you still care about your family?"
Xiao Dao was silent.
After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Because I have their photos tattooed on my arm. Every time I want to forget, I will take a look at their photos so that I will not forget them."