Huang Ouguang realized that when Xiang Shan didn't bring back the heads of those government hounds, he knew what their fates had been.
Strangely enough, after being certain of Deborah's death, her mind had cleared up a lot.
She wanted to ask what the woman's final moments were like, but Xiang Shan seemed to be in a terrible mood. He remained silent, just waving her off to stay aside.
Huang Ouguang wasn't overly fixated on this. After all, the Martial Ancestor had believed that no crime was beyond redemption by death, no hatred was beyond resolution by death—thus, the harshest punishment ceased with death.
Pursuing extra physical torment on an enemy was meaningless. Hatred toward the dead was also meaningless.
If one truly hated a person, after killing that person, it sufficed to simply forget them and then live one's own life well.
Any hatred beyond that was irrational.
With these thoughts, Huang Ouguang focused on taking care of his senior brother.
