At those words, Yao Yulou froze and asked in return, "Save people?"
"Yes, save people. As a Thousand Kings chess piece, of course you must go save Pei Yuxian and her brother." A cold smile tugged at Sikong Jing's lips, yet his words made Yao Yulou's eyes widen slightly.
Then he recalled what Sikong Jing had said before dawn: he wanted Pei Yuxian and her brother to die within the bounds of Overlord Heaven City.
But what did saving people mean?
Sikong Jing gazed deeply at Yao Yulou and slowly asked, "Uncle Yao, do you want to kill Pei Yuxian and her brother with your own hands?"
The moment those words fell, Yao Yulou's entire body shook violently, and his eyes gradually turned bloodshot.
The scenes from last night flashed through his mind in an instant. He had knelt before Pei Yuxian and her brother like a mangy dog. That alone was nothing—but the woman he loved had been trampled beneath Pei Yushan's foot.
And all he could do was force down the fury and agony raging in his heart, pandering to every accusation Pei Yuxian and her brother hurled at him.
Kneeling in madness, begging for mercy in madness.
All to preserve the life of the woman he loved. All so he could continue fulfilling his filial duty.
At that thought, Yao Yulou closed his eyes deeply, then nodded heavily... When he opened them again, the bloodshot red was gone, leaving only calmness and killing intent so bleak it inspired despair.
"Then we set off now."
Sikong Jing spoke just as coldly. Before leaving, however, he sought out Yang Yi and said a few words to him. Only then did he depart with Yao Yulou. Naturally, before they left, both Sikong Jing and Yao Yulou used their injuries as