Looking up again at those seven nuns, who were truly crying pitifully,
Chu Dazhuang bowed his head and thought for a long time but simply couldn't think of anything to say.
In the end, because what they said was indeed reasonable.
When making demands of others, had he himself achieved the same?
If he couldn't do it himself, how could he expect them to do so?
Chu Dazhuang sat in the chair, pondered for a long time, and indeed didn't know what to say.
The seven nuns, although their words were coarse, the reasoning behind them was genuinely there.
Upon thinking of this, Chu Dazhuang looked at the seven nuns again with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
However, the seven nuns in front of him didn't seem ready to stop.
"Did we want to harm people to death?"
"Those pilgrims couldn't control themselves; just one normal glance from us and they'd throw themselves at us relentlessly. It was because they lacked restraint, and they died because of us, should all the blame fall on us?"
