Qin Ziyu, you can hate these Fusang people, but what you should hate more is the officials of the Later Qin Dynasty, these people we think are our own, our own people."
Beiming Changfeng pointed at the official below, the soldiers surrounding the ordinary people, their words weighed as much as a thousand catties.
What can destroy oneself is never external forces, but oneself.
Full of anger and guilt, Ziyu looked at Beiming Changfeng, and saw the seriousness and seriousness in Beiming Changfeng's eyes. He was telling her that she was not wrong, but that it was the environment and the people who caused it that were wrong.
Ziyu was silent for a while, then slowly lowered his head.
She understands the meaning of Beiming Changfeng, and she also understands the way of life and death in the world, but...it's just that she really hasn't cultivated enough to look down on the common people from above.
She knew that Beiming Changfeng was a person of great ability, but she was just an ordinary businesswoman. She just wanted to retaliate with an eye for an eye.
"I know what to do." Ziyu struggled a bit and signaled to Beiming Changfeng that she didn't have to trap her so tightly that she wouldn't rush out and kill these people so recklessly.
After calming down, she naturally understood the pros and cons of taking action at this moment.
Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu who had calmed down and slowly let go of his hand: "Don't be disappointed, leave these people to me."
Hearing this, Ziyu glanced at Beiming Changfeng, nodded quietly, and then turned to look at the old man and the young man hanging high, his eyes deep and unspeakable.
When Hanyang and Di, who had been standing behind Beiming Changfeng and Ziyu, saw this, they looked at each other with a trace of surprise in their eyes.
The eldest of them is not a talkative person, but today he talked so much for the first time, which is weird.
They could all see that Ziyu was very unhappy with the Fusang Japs and was not soft-hearted at all towards them. He seemed to be a born enemy. However, he did not make any distinction between friend and foe towards the people of Hou Qin. Although he was disappointed, he was not angry or angry.
Hostile, their young master is so focused on what the officials of the Later Qin Dynasty said today, this means...
Hanyang and Di looked at each other with a deep look in their eyes.
"There isn't much time left. You go and do your business. Diyi and I have something to do. Let's meet up tomorrow night." Seeing Ziyu really calm down, Beiming Changfeng didn't say much and gave brief instructions.
After a while, he threw Hanyang to Ziyu, and then quickly disappeared into the night with Diyi.
Beiming Changfeng's destination is Suzhou, and he should be going to attend to his own affairs now.
Ziyu didn't blame Beiming Changfeng for not taking her there, or why he left Hanyang behind for her and didn't give her a chance to escape.
With deep eyes, Ziyu looked at the people kneeling under the lights and at the grandfather and grandson who were hanged. Under the shadow of the firelight and shadow, Ziyu's expression was mysterious and unpredictable.
"I want to collect their bodies."
"Okay." This matter was not difficult. Hanyang nodded and agreed: "I will arrange it. Now, let's go take care of your business first."
Ziyu listened to Hanyang's words, and took one last look at the two grandfathers and grandsons, then slowly turned around and looked at Hanyang: "Hanyang, what the young master said is right, and I also know the depth of it, but,
I still can’t pass this test in my heart, what should I do?”
Hanyang faced Ziyu and couldn't help being slightly stunned when he heard this. Then he looked at Ziyu carefully and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Ziyu narrowed his eyes, revealing a trace of absolute murderous intent: "I believe that a gentleman's revenge will be too late.