In just these three days, Feng Yin has dug as many as one hundred and twenty-seven pits.
Yes, and it's not just one person per pit. Feng Yin roughly calculated that at least six to seven hundred people were buried in the yellow earth, unable to wreak havoc ever again!
"Eliminate evil completely!"
"If I go soft today, who knows how many innocent people will be harmed tomorrow."
"Yes, killing is indeed a sin, but as long as this heart is upright, what does it matter how many lives are killed?"
But Feng Yin was intentionally playing devil's advocate.
"What about the parents, spouses, and children of these people you killed? Wouldn't they grieve the loss of their loved ones?"
Dong Xiaoyan widened her bright eyes: "That's not it, that's not it at all, often the happiness of the family members of the evildoers is built on the suffering of the good, they themselves are guilty. You actually sympathize with them? What kind of logic is that?"
