"Wu Ling, what are you doing?" Wu Hao roared furiously, "Didn't we agree to kill only as a last resort? What does your action mean now, killing him? He is our kin, with Witch Clan blood flowing through his veins just like us!"
"It was Aunt Wu Jing's decision," Wu Ling stated. "She said Yang Yu is extremely cunning. If we manage to rescue Wu Yun easily, it would mean that Wu Yun has betrayed us, hoping to act as Yang Yu's mole. Otherwise, Yang Yu would never allow us to succeed so easily."
Wu Hao was still uncontrollably furious: "You acted without even asking everything clearly. What if Wu Yun did not betray us? Wouldn't that wrongly accuse him? If one day you or I fall into the enemy's hands, is Aunt Wu Jing going to treat us the same way?"
"If there really comes such a day, I will die myself. I won't need our kin to act." Wu Ling said righteously, "Since we have succeeded, let's go..."