Yue Zhong eyed the 5 incoming hooligans, grabbed a piece of meat and placed it in his mouth with disinterest: "They're yours! Do your best!"
"Eh~~!! Yue-gege, how can you expect a loli like me to handle 5 of them? Aren't you ungentlemanly~~!" When Mu Xiang Ling heard Yue Zhong, she got excited, and started to warm up: "Oh right! Is it ok to cripple them?"
Yue Zhong replied mildly: "It'd be best not to! They still have some use. We can throw them into the Scum Battalion! If you cripple them, then we'd just have to kill them!"
Yue Zhong had no favourable impressions of such hooligans that bullied the weak commoners. He had intended to punish these hooligans by sending them to the Scum Battalion as cannon fodder. If they were crippled, he wouldn't spend any medicines to heal them. He would only do so for good people.
