Chapter 137: Entry, Killing Intent, The Power of Pure Yang, Displayed for All to See, What Do You Think, Commander Chi Yan (Part 2)

Human beings are not vegetation; they can empathize with each other.

If you look at a report, the death of one person is a number, be it a hundred or a thousand or ten thousand, it is still a number.

You don't feel especially moved.

But when you come into contact with the person behind that number, learn about their life, their joys and sorrows, their hardships, their death—even if it is just one person, you will be moved.

The near extermination of Old Cabbage's family is akin to the wiping out of a household, and how many more like Old Cabbage are there in Wujang Prefecture?

Wujang Prefecture for over a decade.

How many restless souls lament their fate.

Empty and desolate, the human world is vast, filled with endless sorrow and resentment.

"Taoist priest, why are you still lagging behind? Hu Bugui's hiding place is just up ahead, we need to hurry."