Xu Yinglian instructed the village chief to bring the fishermen who had previously caused the death of Junior Brother Qiu.
Like one who had received a royal pardon, the village chief dutifully left to carry out the command, and Qiu Changtian sighed as he asked,
"Junior Sister, what do you plan to do with those people?"
"Naturally, kill them," Xu Yinglian said gravely.
"Oh?" Qiu Changtian was slightly puzzled, "I would think those men had no choice, after all, who would risk going out to fish if they had enough food at home?"
