The pale-faced youth could not stop cursing. His expression was savage and hysterical, yet it was suffused with an indescribable grief.
Seeing this, Zhu Muchen felt sympathy rise in his heart.
But Elder Lu, standing beside him, had an icy gaze. "Boy, if you dare keep cursing, I'll cut out your tongue."
The youth kept cursing. "You old beast!"
Elder Lu flew into a rage and immediately raised a palm, about to slap it down onto the youth's head.
Zhu Muchen hurriedly grabbed Elder Lu's arm. "Elder Lu, don't."
Elder Lu said, "Young Master Chen, this boy's words are vicious, so his nature must be lowly, and his hatred runs deep. Even if we don't kill him, we have to cripple him. Moreover, just now he even tried to ambush you, Young Master. Truly, his crime is heinous..."
Zhu Muchen sighed. "He's only at Foundation Establishment. Even if he ambushed me, he couldn't hurt me."
Elder Lu said, "Better to fear the one-in-ten-thousand chance than the ten thousand. This concerns your safety, Young Master. We can't be careless in the slightest."
But Zhu Muchen thought of this youth, whose family had died so miserably, and in the end his compassion was stirred. Even though the youth's every word was a vicious curse, he was unwilling to deal a ruthless blow.
Mo Hua pointed at the youth then and said:
"Gag him, tie him up properly, and throw him to the side. Dig out the bodies underground first."
When the youth heard this, he immediately glared furiously at Mo Hua and opened his mouth to curse something, but a guard beside him had already stuffed a strip of cloth into his mouth, then bound him with rope and escorted him to the side.
With the youth's mouth gagged, he could no