Yin-Yang Dual Union did not want to die.
The woman among them suddenly cut off her own head and ran for it.
But in the next instant, Chu Qing caught her again.
She grew a new head and pleaded, "Don't kill me!"
"You can use me as a slave however you wish."
"I only beg you not to kill me!"
Chu Qing said seriously, "I won't kill you!"
The woman wanted to cry. "But you're letting that woman kill me!"
The man was pleading as well.
Yet:
Chu Qing remained unmoved.
Second Generation Bi Luo, standing nearby, could not bear it.
"They're quite strong. We can keep them as enforcers!"
Chu Qing shook his head. "If you don't kill them, how will you establish your authority?"
"If you don't kill them, what will the others think of you?"
"They'll think you're softhearted. In the future, whenever they bully you, they'll only need to bow their heads and admit their mistakes to survive."
"And then, more and more people will bully you."
"If you resist, the people behind them—their childhood sweethearts, relatives, friends, and the like—will come jumping out to trouble you!"
"Rather than that, it would be better to kill them, wipe out their entire clans, slaughter their bloodlines, and destroy those they rely on."
"You could even wipe out a third—or half—of all living beings on this continent to establish your authority."
"A fearsome reputation is always carved out through slaughter."
Second Generation Bi Luo fell silent for a moment, then said, "I understand!"
"If I had possessed such thoughts earlier, I wouldn't have been plotted against and stranded on this continent."
Chu Qing was pleased. He rubbed her little head. "Not bad!"
"Stop rubbing it. You're messing up my hair!"
"I'll straighten it for you!"
"Mm!"
Yin-Yang Dual