"His temporary betrayal was also an act of desperation. I understand that he did it to survive."
Lu Li paced forward with his hands clasped behind his back, speaking in an indifferent tone.
Lin Qinyue, who had only just begun to feel relieved, frowned upon hearing this.
Lin Tianxia's gaze dimmed as guilt filled his heart.
The Civilian Players wore confused expressions, feeling that Lu Li's words were somewhat out of place with the bloody slaughter from before.
What was going on?
Had he changed after not seeing them for a year?
The three to four hundred defected Lin Family guards smiled and nodded in agreement with Lu Li's words.
A few impatient and bold ones had already begun shouting.
They loudly touted the fact that, after joining the Lu Family, they had not participated in the massacre of the Civilian Players as if it were some great merit.
Lu Li paused there and listened in silence, a smile gradually spreading across his face.
But just as someone intended to leave the encirclement and presumptuously reclaim his former status, the young man's expression suddenly turned cold!
The three throwing knives belonging to Liu Zeng shot out without a sound, piercing through the heads of those few who had broken away from the group on the spot!
Everyone froze again.
The smile on the young man's face grew wider, but it now held thirty percent less warmth and seventy percent more coldness.
He continued:
"Understanding you doesn't mean I have to tolerate you."
"Go die in peace."
The black mist that had only recently dispersed surged forth once more, rising from the ground and transforming into countless grotesque, twisted tentacles!
The rebel guard members were given no time to react.
Death Coil, brutal strangulation!
Three to four hundred living people were