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Bai Kairui's hands were clenched into fists, tightly gripped, as he looked at them with a face full of anger, without speaking.
After hearing the dog bark, he and Xiao Jian had come over. The Chihuahua, upon seeing strangers, became even more agitated. They drew their guns to kill the dog simply as a matter of course—how had that turned into cruelty? There were old people and children in the convoy; wasn't it cruel to put everyone in danger?
It was easy to utter a few light words from the moral high ground, but why should Bai Kairui and Xiao Jian have to shoulder the name of being cruel and cold-blooded?
Bai Kairui knew that this was because he had refused to take them to join Han Yi's side, so he was being held a grudge against. Thinking of how his own actions had led to Xiao Jian being accused like this, Bai Kairui felt very ashamed.
