"Look on the bright side. At least you managed to keep your life." Snakes were naturally crafty and sly. Even Gongxi Chou, who worshiped the principle of breaking ten thousand laws with a single force, was no exception. He looked straightforward, but in truth, he knew better than anyone how to add fuel to the fire and salt to a wound.
The muscles at the corners of Wu Xian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He held his breath while forcing down the stormy waves raging in his heart.
Gongxi Chou sneered. "You scions of noble families all like to harp on that 'a true man would rather die than be humiliated' nonsense. If you feel you can't go on living and insist on seeking death, I imagine Mama won't object. You being alive probably gives her a bigger headache than you being dead, right?"
Wu Xian nearly choked on a mouthful of old blood.
He struggled to swallow his roiling emotions.
In the end, he still chose not to take his own life.
It wasn't that Wu Xian lacked the courage. Gongxi Chou simply wouldn't allow it. While provoking Wu Xian, that crafty barbarian had treated him like a lab rat and cast a Word Spirit forbidding him from committing suicide. His reason was perfectly righteous: "Mama truly doesn't care whether you're alive or dead, but it's different for me. Do you think capturing you alive and returning with your head would count as the same military merit?"
Gongxi Chou was a man with a family to support now.
As an uncle, he had to raise A Lai's daughter.
Mama had also said that children were gold-swallowing beasts.
Since they were gold-swallowing beasts, how could they lack the nourishment of money, power, and influence?
Only military merit sufficient to command everyone's respect