Three hours could feel long or short.
The reason I had Liu Biao deliver the message and gave the Liu Family three hours was because I wanted to see whether, in the end, they would throw everything aside for Liu Rui—or rather, for those radicals.
There was nothing wrong with their original intention of leaving Illusory Sea and making Little Barren Island stronger.
The problem was that the so-called radicals were not merely radical in their methods. They were ruthless.
In order to seize control of their families, the radicals from each family had used almost the same methods. They directly eliminated those they considered obstacles. The deaths of the old patriarchs of the Yu and Liu Families were examples. Several family elders had also died in this upheaval. The hands of those radicals were already stained with the blood of their own clansmen.
If they could slaughter their own people, could you expect them to treat anyone else well?
They were not thinking about this island, nor were they thinking about their families. They were doing it for themselves.
Once they achieved even a little success, infighting would break out among them. In the end, their blades would turn on their own allies, and the last survivor would become a tyrant and traitor!
There had been no shortage of such examples throughout history.
That was why I had been able to make up my mind and strike at them directly.
I had always despised people without familial love, friendship, or even respect for love itself—people whose eyes saw nothing but profit. Such people were like venomous snakes. Everything alive besides themselves was merely food and nourishment.
Yu Bo had already returned to the Yu Family.
He was going to contact more members of the Yu Family to fight Yu