"We should report this to the authorities and kill these two!" Someone shouted.
"Right, we can report them to the authorities and to the officials!" Many people agreed.
Xue Wufu's voice was the loudest.
Xue Dagui's tears stopped. "Why don't you guys help me kill them?" he asked. The reason he came back was to seek help anyway.
There was a moment of silence and a lot of people were embarrassed.
An older man said, "Ahem, that would make things complicated, boy. We all followed the refugees in exile here before settling down. Many of us were originally from different places, and we didn't have any clans or ancestral halls. We haven't punished anyone for so many years. Even if we can help you beat them to death, that will be all we can do. But if you want us to beat people to death, I'm afraid that'll be impossible and..."
After stammering for a long time, he ended up not finishing his sentence.
