Mao Jing and Pan Ling were both stunned when they heard me.
They even exchanged glances, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion...
Pan Ling asked doubtfully:
"Jiang... Brother Jiang, torture... torture the Leng Family?"
I nodded at once.
"That's right, torture the Leng Family. Right now, the only way to distract and enrage Leng Xiurong is through the wails of the Leng Family. Only then will Master and Old Immortal Wang Ye have a better chance of winning."
Mao Jing's face darkened, but he said nothing.
He neither agreed nor objected.
In my view, Mao Jing's silence might have had something to do with his background and the teachings of his sect.
He came from a prestigious orthodox sect. They could kill evil spirits and demons without hesitation.
But torturing others was not the way of an orthodox sect.
I was different. I had grown up in the countryside, moved through the streets and markets, and worked while studying. I had seen too much of the coldness of the world.
I understood very well that at certain times,
being a softhearted good person brought not the slightest benefit.
You could be kind to good people, but you had to be even more ruthless toward the wicked.
I did not argue further and immediately said:
"There's no time to lose. Move!"
With that, I turned and charged toward the Leng Family.
At the same time, I called out to Zhang Yuchen, who had helped Uncle Yu to the side.
"Zhang Yuchen, take down the Leng Family!"
Hearing my shout, Zhang Yuchen immediately replied:
"Ou Doudou, got it!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward as well.
Mao Jing and Pan Ling exchanged another look behind us. Though neither spoke, they followed at once.
We ran forward quickly and soon reached the